"Then kill me already. G-Get it over with. But before I go... Tell Royal...I-I love him. A-And that I'll always be there. Always." [i]Yuria stuttered a little within the sentence, as she sheathed Darkdrift and fell to her knees. She fumbled with her steel mask, taking it off and lying it to the ground, revealing a pale, older, angular, and crying face. Her jet black hair was tinted with grey, and hung loosely at her shoulders. She stared right into one of the bullets. The one that would tear through her skull.[/i] [i]Footsteps could be heard within the Dojo. Someone was coming to the entrance.[/i]