Verity sniffled gently as Soltair pulled her head against his chest, stroking her hair. "It's alright, we're going to save this world. Even if every other hero falls or betrays us, we two will be enough."
She nodded, closing her eyes as he began to stroke her hair. "I know. It's just...when I see visions like that, it's hard to believe we'll win. The demons look so strong, and I'm just…not."
"You're stronger than you know," Soltair replied softly. "And your powers are the key to our victory. It's not a simple happenstance that sent you to my side, Verity. This world needs a fate hero to guide it through the dark."
"Thanks," She murmured, letting her eyes flutter open again. "I'll do my best."
"You're already more than I can ask for. I was wondering, though, if you have any idea when the battle takes place?"