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Iolite: NO! He's isn't dead! He... He... *beginning to cry* He.. Can't be.

Iolite begins to run through Fiersom's alleys, before stopping, looking in total shock. She falls to her knees as she begins to cry uncontrolablly.

Right in front of her stood Sard's burning plane, crashed in a building, with shards of Sard's gem lying around the street.

Iolite grabs one of the shards, before staring at it, trying not to cry.

Iolite: S-s.. Sard.. No.. NO! *hysterical crying* NO!.. PLEASE! *sobbing* I.. I... NO! Please! Don't.. Leave.. Me... *more sobbing*