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Ultima: Tell me… what do you imagine will befall this world, now that you have gained your precious freedom?
Clive: I honestly don't know. But I doubt it will be pretty. A sorry tale of sin and suffering. Hardship and pain.
Ultima: And it was for this, you fought so fiercely? Why?
Clive: It's who we are. We fight, we survive, we endure. We don't need a reason. We are imperfect creatures. When we stumble, we reach for a shoulder to lean on. When we fall, we stand back up. We see the horizon, ever out of reach, and still we march on… certain, the answers lie just beyond it. Because that is our way.
