Return of a Warrior

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<Last Known Location - Centeral Europe>

"Brigitte?" Reinhardt called for his squire.

She popped her head out of the van, face covered in grease and soot. "Yes, Reinhardt?"

She looked at the older man, who was staring down at a coin. His Overwatch Medallion.

"What's wrong? Reinhardt?" Brigitte asked, her concern obvious.

"We must go, Brigitte, the world needs heroes." He whispered, putting the medal in his pocket, walking to the van.

"Reinhardt? What is going on?" The girl asked, as Reinhardt continued to walk. "Reinhardt? Reinhardt!"

"I would like to visit Balderichs resting place before we go." He called over his shoulder.

Brigitte threw her hands up in exasperation, but soon followed her mentor.

<Eichenwalde, Germany>

Memories surge through my brain as I walk through the ruins of Eichenwalde. I enter the bar, brushing my hand over the etching in the table.

"Reinhardt, you don't need to do this. You've done your share of fighting." My head snaps up at the words.

"My fight is not over until I am dead, Brigitte!" I slam my fist on the bar top.

"I wish to make peace with Balderich. I will finish what he wanted me to do."

"You already did that, Reinhardt! You are much older now than you were back in your Crusader days."

"I will fight until my last breath, Brigitte. You know that. This is the code of honor I swore myself to." I say.

"As long as people are in danger, we will fight to protect." We say together.

Brigitte sighs in defeat. "Fine. You can make your peace with Balderich, then we will head to Gilbitrar."

"Thank you, my friend."

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