Actually, scratch that. SOME important lovely character is going to die. And it may not be limited to just one.
Steeling my heart. Prayers to sol invictus, elle and coraline. And king. Kill kysaros if you must. Amen.
A buncha macho corals flexing muscles in the beckground*
Tycondrius entered the crowd of Coral Boys, largely ignored amongst their discordant shouting and overly masculine posturing. It was a stark contrast to the two squads of elves that stood near King and Imperia, utterly silent and waiting patiently.
Everyone needs to experience their signifigant being turned into an almighty ancient elven sovereign at least once in their life to toughen up. Young lads these days don’t know the pain of finding magical alchemical cures to possesion these days phsaww~
"She was my best friend," Elle explained with a nostalgia-filled smile... "She was always running after Justus... trying to make sure he didn't get hurt."