The Birth of New Fantom City
Eon nodded respectfully toward Victor before turning back to the crowd.
"Yes."
"It was not only my knight Victor and I who fought."
His voice softened.
"It was your fathers."
"It was your sons."
"It was your husbands."
"They charged into battle knowing they might never return."
"They fought so their families could live."
His words caused countless eyes to become moist.
Many remembered the faces of those they had lost.
A little girl quietly hugged her mother's hand.
An old man silently lowered his head.
Several wounded soldiers clenched their jaws.
Eon's expression became filled with sincerity.
"They stood beside us..."
"...without the help of those so-called nobles."
He slowly lowered his Giant Battle Axe before placing one knee on the stone platform.
Then...
To everyone's complete shock...
He bowed his head.
"So..."
"...as the Prince of Skyfall..."
"...I apologize."
A stunned silence spread across the entire square.
