The Warrior of Light! I would think that I would recognize...
[He's bent down, staring her in the face. His words slow more and more until he stops mid sentence. His brows furrow as he tries to conjure the Warrior of Light's face. His mouth falls agape in bewilderment.]
he whispers: What's going on?
[he drops his helmet as he places both hands on her shoulders now, willing himself to remember.]
What magic could this be? Why can't I remember the Warrior of Light's face?
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[He's bent down, staring her in the face. His words slow more and more until he stops mid sentence. His brows furrow as he tries to conjure the Warrior of Light's face. His mouth falls agape in bewilderment.]
he whispers: What's going on?
[he drops his helmet as he places both hands on her shoulders now, willing himself to remember.]
What magic could this be? Why can't I remember the Warrior of Light's face?