Thread:TheShyK9/@comment-37008331-20191023200849/@comment-32750154-20191205003954

Lockpick: The Knights with us, let's move in!

(Meanwhile)

Marisa: ...I'm sorry... I can't move anymore... my knee hurts.

Prince Erza: Ma'am, you needn't to apologize. We're not done yet. Our hideout has fallen, yes. But if we can hold out until Father's troops arrive, we can survive.

(A court Jester that looked like an older Cero appears next to them)

Jester: And I hear that a squire looking like a young me is in the troops. I will not be gone without having shown my talent with him.

Marisa: ...Lockpick...