I thought this was going to be a happy, slice of life style episode with everyone living out their post war lives together. But instead, I am forced to remember our human mortality.
I am not okay. No one is okay. We made it here, but at what cost?
Kahaku. Kahaku, Kahaku, Kahaku. What more is there to say? Actually, there’s a whole lot to unpack here.
I missed Kai, Hairo, and Messar, but I did not need to watch them die over and over again for the purpose of this war! I’m glad that they get to be Fushi’s immortal warriors, but hoo… there’s a whole lot to unpack here, but I’d rather just leave that bag zipped.
Pocoa paints the town, the man in black gets stabbed, and an old friend opens their eyes again. There is just /so/ much happening.
