Ulitma Ⅶ: The Black Gate
Fellowship Bombing
— So the game is over, huh?It's nine thirty in the evening. Half of the citizens in Britain gather at the Fellowship National Branch as usual, concentrating to the speech of their mentor, the great Batlin. Knowing nothing to the danger hidden beneath the peace…
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Worthiness precedes reward!
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I'm worthy!
Boom!
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(Thy reward?)
The National Branch of the Fellowship, is gone. Dismissed. Although Batlin is still alive (why?), it cannot continue, for all the foolish followers, but Nanna, that are in Britain, are die. Poor Nanna. Thou wert such a nice old lady. Thy sacrifice saved the whole Britannia. May thou rest in peace.