Milia chewed slowly. Then she turned to the small boy beside her — the one she’d saved from a slime an hour ago. His hopeful eyes were already watering.
Damn it.
(She draws her cracked sword. It glows weakly, then flickers.) yuusha milia
She swallowed the bun. “Yeah. That’s me. Yuusha Milia. Let’s go kill a demon king or whatever.” General: “You bear the holy mark. Why do you fight without joy, Hero?” Milia chewed slowly
“Your light is dying.”