After learning of Hiliard's death, the knight, whose demeanor had always faintly revealed madness, now seemed utterly hollowed out—calm and empty: "I originally intended to come here to kill him, to take something from him as the first step of my resistance, or perhaps to die at that old man's hands, bringing a laughable end to my life."
"I never thought… the commander would just die like this."
"Why does he get to just die like this!"
The previously calm Inspector Knight suddenly roared with fury. He shouted angrily: "Did he not tell you the truth? Did he not share with you the process of the Dark Moon upheaval?!"
"Ian, you unlucky bastard, you have inherited that old man's legacy, but the most important thing—his entire life, his glorious past, his beliefs and dreams, the goals that should have been passed down—did he not tell you even a single word about them?!"
