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Poor Chrom. Poor Lissa. Their human minds couldn’t seem to comprehend what they’re seeing lying on the floor of this grassy field. Was it even human? It seemed to have hair, and clothes, and what appeared to be a face of sorts, albeit a strange, cartoony representation of a human face. Wait. This time period probably hasn’t invented cartoons yet. But yeah, it also looked unconscious. Chrom could have put it out of its misery since to him the creature seemed to be suffering in its current state, but Lissa was already giving Chrom a disapproving look. After spending a few minutes scrutinizing every detail that could be salvag