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Sena stared at the grave, right where her... friend? Should be. She understood why her name wasn't allowed to be there. She was a traitor, she tried to destroy the city. Twice! And yet... she wasn't too different from N. Someone who suffered at the hands of someone else, and it made them do awful things. She looked towards Ghondor, who had a stoic expression. She hoped she didn't blame herself for what happened. She squeezed her hand as her resolve strengthened. She didn't know if she would even exist in the new world, but she did know that Shania would always have an ally in her.