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Robin

Robin watched as Madeline finally ended the battle. Robin sagged, worn out from the enchantment and the battle. Dozens of explosion sites lay around the area, from the deaths of dozens of sabers and several other servants of hearts. Robin took out his piece of the key, a simple object containing so much power.

Interesting... how such a simple object can hold so much destruction.

Yes Robin... take me in... TAKE THE KEY!!!

Robin threw his piece onto the ground, sheathing his blade. For a second, anyone watching would've thought he was about to use the key. But instead, Robin drew his twin daggers, a gift from his father.

With this final blow, father, let your soul rest in peace. Your cause has been completed.

No... I AM MORE POWERFUL! TAKE THE KEY!!!

Robin drove both blades downwards, and time seemed to slow as one blade became light as the air but as strong as the heavy wind, and the other as delicate as a shard of ice but just as deadly. The two elements combined, a freezing wind blew over everyone as the paired daggers flew in a deathly arc. Separate, they may have been too weak to complete the job. But together, merged and wielded by the son of their creator, they became powerful beyond comprehension. As the tips of the blades collided with the fragment of the key, at first the key stood unscathed, before the daggers reemerged and uncharged into the key, sending a fatal blow through it's surface and ultimately, defeating it.

No...

The key imploded, blowing into small sparkling pieces of metal that sparkled throughout the area, as the already weakened voice vanished, completely, from Robin's head. The daggers melted away, one tuning into ice and shattering, the other merging into the icy wind and disappearing forever, it's job, completed.

Robin stood up, a burden lifted off of his heart. He would no longer be saddened by his father's death, having avenged him and his death. Robin felt heat across his lower abdomen, on the side, and as he looked down, a gash in his side was bleeding profusely. The sword enchantment had hidden it from him, but Avery's weapons had managed to scrape him. Robin suddenly paled, his legs threatening to go out from under him. He managed to let out a weak croak, the enchantment now completely expelled from his body, and began to sweat heavily.

"Help..."

Faces began to flash through his eyes, Robin reliving his life as he began to slowly edge away from the land of life. Faces he didn't recognize went past him, members of the Spade Faction that Robin had never known. Nat. Zoraya. Will. Avery. Audrey. Avery. Jack. Unfamiliar faces converged with more recognizable scenes. Robin and Tanik playing in the park with some of the local kids, Robin's mother and father standing nearby holding hands, the family enjoying this rare moment. Kirin. Riza. Anne. Cody. Roger. Masamune. Kiera. Hera. Henri. Maria. Celtchar. Madeline. Nick. Nicole. Tanik. And finally... his father. Robin's face became blurry with salty liquid, although he had little idea of why they came. He was prepared for death. Robin collapsed, although he no longer felt it. A hazy daze came over him, and Robin closed his eyes. The light hurt. And there, lay Robinat Sactum, moments away from finally leaving; life.