*There is a note on the ground. Aithne's dead body is next to it in a pool of blood, a golden knife very close to her hand covered in blood. On the note is a bronze circular coin-like object with the letter A engraved on it*

Dear friends,
I'm sorry. I had to do this. I don't wish to tell you why...but one amongst you knows.

A phoenix "ends" in a fiery flame,
reduced to all but ashes.
But they arise once more at the nearest dawn,
to be given a chance to live again.
Yet once they're slain with a golden blade,
they are doubted to wake tomorrow.

I was your voice, Ignatius. Be another one's voice also.

Aithne

*Meanwhile, where Aiden was at when Aithne passed*

Aiden: *suddenly drops down, dead*

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