Quieter and the battle waged here having reached it's conclusion some time ago, a silvery opossum nonetheless found its way here to address any who may still be present. Climbing up the wooden frame that marked the entrance of the bridge, the voice of the Minister erupted out of the spirit guardian’s open mouth and echoed into the ravine the wooden bridge once crossed.

“Citizens...supporters and members of the Neo-Alliance...and supporters and members of the Order of the Phoenix alike...please...I implore you, lay down your wands. Lucien Rosier, leader of the Neo-Alliance, has fallen. This battle of divergent ideals and ideologies must cease. The path forward for the Neo-Alliance is at its end … though not without hope for clemency upon negotiation. This war is over. Rise to a higher dignity...and lay down your wands … so that no more of our people must die...so that we may restore peace…”

And then the opossum dissipated into thin air.