( Ugh, and here comes help. What annoying voices. Just listening to them makes his head hurt and he raises his sword.... but it seems to be with some difficultly, like suddenly he can't hold the weight comfortably, )

He's right. ( Yamanbagiri is. ) This isn't a joke! I'm not going back with you! Not with any of you!

( He's outnumbered and cut off from the rest of the revisionist army. He can recognize the situation he's in and he laughs madly. It sounds horribly forced and mixed in with all of it, there's something that sounds like a cry. )

Hahaha...aah...! Bring me back. Coming back with you.... Why are you trying so hard...! ( Every word feels like a struggle, heavy on his tongue and burning, ) I'm not....

( And very suddenly, he suddenly turns his sword on himself, resting the blade shakily against his neck. )

You can't save me.