said Sailor Waddle Dee, his back damp with his own blood. He felt himself emptying onto the floor of the battleship, and if he had the breath for it he would apologize to Meta Knight. Kirby had destroyed the core of the Halberd, sending it down in flames, casting splinters of iron into open air, one of which cut straight through Sailor Waddle Dee’s abdomen. He lay here in shocked understanding of what he had been fighting for. There wasn’t any way this wouldn’t have happened, fighting on this side of the war. It was all too cruel, and this fate would go on to poison the lives of many more who would end up in the path of Kirby. Sailor Waddle Dee didn’t know that Meta Knight would later take hands with Kirby on many adventures, enjoying each others company. Meta Knight either forgot this ever happened, or likes to pretend that it didn’t. Sailor Waddle Dee would be robbed, his death of no consequence, and the game would go on with no thought of him ever again.