Terrence's assumption is correct: He's had forty years to navigate the world of questions the knights tended to ask him. He narrows his eyes as Terrence monologues his thoughts, his defense. He places his cup down hard when Terrence insists there's something they should do that hasn't been done yet. He's had enough of it by the end. There've been a small handful of types to think the way he has, and they'd all ended the same way.
"You are making a mountain out of an ant. Not even an ant hill, rabbit knight. A mere ant." His voice is stone cold. His voice gives nothing away, just a steeled tone that demands no pushing on what he's about to say:
"When she dies, she is removed from the picture. She must die, or she will choose to end this world." He folds his hands in front of him, deciding that there is a bit of concrete evidence that will convince this science-oriented knight in front of him. It worked on knights in the past.
"The death of the twelfth monster triggers the mechanism that holds this world's fate in purgatory. A mechanism holding this world between life and death. So long as I am the only one standing before it when the choice is to be made, there is no one to disagree with saving the world for another year." He shakes his head.
"If she is present for the choice, she will choose to end the world. Our decision will create a tie, and the mechanism will not reset. The world will end. If I am killed, there is no one to decide to save this world. The world will end."
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"You are making a mountain out of an ant. Not even an ant hill, rabbit knight. A mere ant." His voice is stone cold. His voice gives nothing away, just a steeled tone that demands no pushing on what he's about to say:
"When she dies, she is removed from the picture. She must die, or she will choose to end this world." He folds his hands in front of him, deciding that there is a bit of concrete evidence that will convince this science-oriented knight in front of him. It worked on knights in the past.
"The death of the twelfth monster triggers the mechanism that holds this world's fate in purgatory. A mechanism holding this world between life and death. So long as I am the only one standing before it when the choice is to be made, there is no one to disagree with saving the world for another year." He shakes his head.
"If she is present for the choice, she will choose to end the world. Our decision will create a tie, and the mechanism will not reset. The world will end. If I am killed, there is no one to decide to save this world. The world will end."