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Grief is a constant, now that his duty has been fulfilled. Grief of lost friends, a love who lost her life, grief of what maybe could have been had the Astrals been a little bit kinder.
But grief doesn't have to be all encompassing and painful. If he can ease even one person's grief, it would be worth it. And maybe, just maybe, the Astrals can be a little kinder.
It’s not clear if Ifrit’s smiling or snarling, but there is a new spark in him, and he leans forwards to match the Astrals next to him.
“How easy it is to forget the fire humans have for one another. I accept your humble plea, O King of Light. You shall have my power.”