Of Sacred Blood/Script

After Battle
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 * Avatar: But why? What happens in the future?!
 * Lucina: The fell dragon, Grima, is resurrected. His roar is a death knell for man, a scream that silences all hope… Death everywhere…
 * Avatar: Chrom? …Our whole company? All of us? Dead?!
 * Lucina: …Yes.
 * Avatar: [stunned] …I…I don't know what to say.
 * Chrom: A tale that beggars belief, and yet the truth of it stands before us. She carries Falchion, my same sword. And the same sword the first exalt used to defeat Grima long ago.
 * Lucina: Your blade and mine are one, Father. It was… It was all I had left of you.
 * Chrom: [to the Avatar] There is only one Falchion, Avatar. I believe her.