A giant blue sword appears above Focalors head Focalors: The hour of my execution has come... I know i may not seem like it, but.. when faced with death, i find myself a little afraid. Perhaps this is something both gods and humans have in common. walks over to Neuvillette Furina/Focalors: Hehe~. Farewell Neuvillette. I hope you've enjoyed the part you've played for these past 500 years. turns around and does a little dance and then bows, and the sword slices her head off,and her hat falls
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