The corner of his lips tugged into a smile. "I suppose this would be my chance to fulfill the cliche with fighting a dragon." He closes his eyes as he listens to Gunvolt loading, his freehand moving the shape of a cross, lips silently moving - an inaudible prayer.

"And there will be a tomorrow, we came this far, and we have prepared ourselves. As for the world after... well, We'll be the ones that help shape that world."