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Subaru

Not again… this is the one where the sword splits me clean—

Guts

Whatever’s hunting here, it bleeds.

Subaru

That’s… him? The death-bringer himself…

Guts

Kid, if you’re hiding, hide quieter. Heart’s drumming like war drums.

Subaru

There’s an Apostle above us—turns invisible! I’ve… died to it. A lot.

Guts

You remember dying? Convenient. Where’s its crest?

Subaru

Right there—!

Guts

Good. Let’s give it something to remember.