Gangrel: Clinging to each other won't save you maggots when the boot falls! Gangrel: Come, princeling! I've sharpened my sword just for you! Chrom: My sister wished for our people to know peace, Gangrel. But as long as you draw breath, it can never come. For Ylisse!
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