"Blood mingles, life and death intertwined. Holding your hand, never apart in life or death!..."
Before the raging flames, Xiulote tightly embraced the maiden in white in his arms. With a solemn expression, he recited loud and clear in a language no one could understand, as if praying with divine words.
Then, he took out a sharp Obsidian Dagger and slowly but surely made a long cut in the center of his left palm. The pain in his hand came instantly, followed by the piercing red blood.
"Alisa, with the Divine and Ancestors as witnesses, you are my eternal wife! I swear by the heart where my soul resides, to love you, protect you, understand you, and meld with you with an undying soul!"
Xiulote gazed into Alisa's eyes, raised his bleeding left hand, and swore with utmost seriousness. He made an eternal vow to his beloved from the heart.
"No matter how time changes, no matter how the world shifts, I will always be by your side, life and death interdependent, never abandoning!..."
