"You flew... just out of reach, Buddy..." ... He's left wondering, as he falls before his Buddy... The Raven... the one who plans to stirred the cinders... why, why doesn't he hate it? Was it because he considered it as his "War Buddy"? Respected the Raven's resolve, despite their clashing ideals? Or... proud of a Hound on a tight leash, finally finding its purpose in these scorched skies? Rising higher above the clouds over Rubicon. Whether which one is true, he died knowing he had failed to keep his words true, perishing amongst the sea of Fire and Steel. Or, that's what should've happened...