Fight for Malfador
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Last published Sat, Mar 29, 2014
"When Malfador falls
And demons attack
When all hope is lost
We vow she'll come back
As darkness is creeping
All over the land
She'll strike it back down
With her glorious hand
When sorrow explodes
And no love remains
She'll take up her sword
And the beast shall be slain
When she appears in glory
The fear will last no more
Then love and hope shall reign again
Just like they did before
Happiness shall fill their hearts
Like it should have always been
When she's grown and reached the age
Of victorious eighteen"
So says the prophecy that depicts Eria's fate...
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