“…What do we do now, catboy?” Chamo said uneasily as they raced down the slope. Adlet and the others were already far away, and Hans and Chamo were alone. “Adlet’s tricked them all. Chamo can’t believe it. Fremy and Auntie and the moo-head make sense, ’cause they’re dumb. But even the princess went with them.” There was still no sign of any fiends around, but it was unknown how long the pair could avoid them. “At this rate, they’ll all die. And even if we’re strong, with just the two of us…” Hans didn’t reply. As they ran, he continued mull over the facts. “So that was it,” he suddenly muttered. “So this was the source of the misunderstandin’. All along, Adlet…never believed he was the seventh. I was right for checkin’ that back in the Phantasmal Barrier. Meow , guess I should’ve trusted my initial hunch. So that means even then Tgurneu was sure Adlet’d protect Fremy… So then, in other words, Tgurneu…?” “What’re you thinking, catboy?” Chamo asked anxiously. Running ahead of her, Hans turned around and said, “Meow , Chamo, do ya think I lost?” Chamo had no words. “Well, no doubt. But ya neow, Adlet’s weak on the endgame. He couldn’t forge any proof that I’m the seventh. That’s goin’ to take him down in the end. He couldn’t convince you or Goldof. And most of all…” Hans smirked. “He couldn’t kill me.” Chamo couldn’t be quite as calm as Hans. “But what do we do? At this rate, they’ll—”
“Don’t ya worry. I’ve got an idea,” Hans said with conviction. “Tgurneu’s pulled one hell of a meowve. Frankly, I never imagined anythin’ like it. It’s an illogical an’ dangerous plan. Even now that I’ve picked it apart, I still don’t get what it means. And that’s exactly what’s given it a weakness.” Chamo continued to listen silently to Hans. “Meow , get yerself ready, Chamo. This’ll be a bit of a rough fight. But with you and me, we’ve got a chance at turning this ameownd. I’ve come up with a way to take Tgurneu’s plot down. If I’m wrong, though, we’re probably done for real.” Hans was smiling in genuine glee. “That’s right, meow. This is a real fight. This is what I became a goddamn Brave for.” Chamo smiled and squeezed Hans’s hand. “I dunno what you’re gonna do, but it’ll be okay. Chamo’s here. Chamo’ll protect you, the world, and all those idiots, too. Everyone. Though Fremy’s probably gonna die.” Hans nodded. That was when the slave-fiends deployed around them reacted to something. Hans drew his swords while Chamo vomited up her remaining slave-fiends. Tgurneu’s followers had discovered them. The two faced the enemy, guarding each other’s backs. When Tgurneu heard the report that the Six Braves had been discovered, it quietly stood in its wolf body. “Now, everyone, the time for the end has come. My plans are coming to fruition. The death of the Braves of the Six Flowers is just a matter of time now, and all that’s left to decide is how to reap them. Which will kill them all first: my plans or your powers?” With a smile, Tgurneu announced, “Come, and let us begin the competition.” At that cry, the fiends under its command flowed toward the mountain all at once.
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