“Simon,” said a voice at his shoulder, and he turned to see Izzy, her face a pale smudge between dark hair and dark cloak, looking at him, her expression half-angry, half-sad. “I guess this is the part where we say goodbye?”
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Dark CLOAK!? I can only think of two options: One is Isabelle throwing herself into the battle. Another is that she's gonna be an Iron Sister. Okay, I know there are plenty of other options (at least, logically). But the first two that cross my mind is these. Damn, they are cute together. Saying goodbye is definitely not what I want. I just hope that is not some goodbye-forever.
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