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Water crashing down from above mixes with gold and sand, distorting the walls under its pressure and turning the massive treasure pile into a glittering waterfall.

The Nightzmora nimbly throws her knife and grabs onto the rope attached.

Like an elegant dancer, she swings through the air, watching as the mountain of gold cascades into the shimmering deluge.

She throws her head back and laughs.

It's not quite how I envisioned it... but I knew I wasn't delusional!

I really made it to the City of Radiance and struck gold!

Honestly, how many in all of Sargon's history have enough gold to make it rain like a waterfall?

I'll remember this sea of gold. Just as I'll remember that what I desire, I shall have.

I'll amass more gold, then I'll make it rain once more.

When that day comes, the deserts of Sargon will remember my name!

This—is my choice!

The glittering begins to dim as the gold falls through the fissure and into the vortex.

The roiling sands begin to calm. The sunken treasure has filled the fissure, staunching the quicksand.

*Sargon swearing* Wait a minute.

One less piece of treasure or two wouldn't have made a difference, right?

Why didn't I at least take one home?

Goodbye, Zubayr.

...Huh, so the trove collapsed when its guardian died. Makes sense.

So where am I?

And how am I supposed to swim myself out when you've gone with the water?

(No...)

Water presses at her chest, rising above her eyes, still gently whirling, dragging her ever deeper.

She feels everything grow dark around her.

Then, someone grabs her hand.

(Thank...)

Guess luck is on my side after all!

One last piece of treasure to take home!

H-Has it stopped?

Yes, Curator Anat. Sand isn't coming out of the taps anymore.

Neither is water.

Maybe it's just clogged? Maybe things—

Don't worry. The jewel constructs have stopped moving.

No sign of energy from the Originium circuits... it may never wake up again.

You were carrying that little pet of yours?

I trust Pepe.

Well, we've done what we could...

The chaos in the city has indeed stopped, but we can't be sure if it's over for good.

Yes. We are still anxious.

...We all owe your friend a great debt of gratitude.

I promise that I will honor her deeds and Pepe's in my report, that their names will be known throughout the City of Radiance, and immortalized in the history books for posterity...

I don't mind being known throughout the city, but I'd rather not be immortalized in the history books until I'm actually dead.

Narantuya?!

Hey, give me a hand with this girl here.

...Pepe?

She probably would've been done for if I hadn't come across her while swimming out.

I kept swimming up and ended up here.

You look awful...

Where's Zubayr...?

Pepe turns her gaze to the pool next to her.

May you guide his soul to rest, Horakhet.

Let time flow for him again. Let us all move forward once more.

Hey! I almost drowned. Of course my face and lips are going to be a little blue.

Never mind that. Let me see my accomplishments! The sand's gone from the city, right? And the water's clean now?

R-Right now?

How did you get your face so dirty when you've been inside the museum all this time? Come, let's wash away that dirt!

N-No! Not getting wet from the rain is the main reason why I don't do field work!

Looks like I saved quite a few lives today.

But I guess none of these kitties are competent enough to be my subordinate.

What does a competent subordinate look like in the mind of that Kuranta?

Well...

See, I told you Narantuya would be fine! She wouldn't have just left us here.

Sit down, Ajani.

The fountain's shaky and it'll fall over if we both stand up at the same time. It's my turn to stand up now.

...Perhaps someone who fears nothing, like herself.

You too, Titi!

It's such a fine and sunny day, isn't it?