Lloyd was silent for a while, by the time he finally did speak up, Albert might have assumed he simply wasn't going to answer. Though in truth, he saw no harm in it. It was evident he was alive, might as well share the story.

"I nearly did, my wounds were grave. I had managed to teleport a short distance from the battleground but could make it no further. Sister Miranda found me some time later, she brought me back to Deningrad. I am uncertain of the details beyond that, I had used what little strength remained to teleport, and blacked out." He shrugged, honestly he owed the Sacred Sisters much. Of course he would seek to help restore their kingdom.