[The searing heat of battle brings out the best in some and the worst in others, and Connor falls toward the latter end. He adheres to no strategy or plan. The only thing he can do to abet the situation in any way is to stay out of the way. The only coherent thought his brain can hold onto is that he does not want to die.
When Hayame comes hurtling over the mound of desiccated bones behind which he has barricaded himself, he chokes out a scream and shields himself with his arms. A second later he realizes that this is the centaur lady he had seen bathing in the hot springs. And in the next second, he answers her orders. His body has difficulty complying with his brain, however, and he ends up stumbling in spectacular fashion as he scrambles aside.
This is how he dies, right? Without a shred of dignity?]
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When Hayame comes hurtling over the mound of desiccated bones behind which he has barricaded himself, he chokes out a scream and shields himself with his arms. A second later he realizes that this is the centaur lady he had seen bathing in the hot springs. And in the next second, he answers her orders. His body has difficulty complying with his brain, however, and he ends up stumbling in spectacular fashion as he scrambles aside.
This is how he dies, right? Without a shred of dignity?]