[Through the pain and the chaos and the despair that comes with the loss of not only a friend, but also the goddess of a world, Ramza had only one thought: protect Rialynn. She could not be acting of her own accord. Ramza knew that as surely as he knew anything. His own hands had been forced by an unknown puppeteer earlier that month, had they not?]
[Rialynn was still by his side, still obviously not herself. He could not let anything happen to her. Yes, she was a suspect, and a witness, and a victim, but most of all, she was his friend.]
Stop!
[He tried to scoop her up in his arms and turn to shield her, leaving his armored back facing the oncoming attacks aimed at Rialynn.]
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[Rialynn was still by his side, still obviously not herself. He could not let anything happen to her. Yes, she was a suspect, and a witness, and a victim, but most of all, she was his friend.]
Stop!
[He tried to scoop her up in his arms and turn to shield her, leaving his armored back facing the oncoming attacks aimed at Rialynn.]