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I believe there's been a misunderstanding... I'll go to see the Supervisor, and from there, I will naturally—

Hold on, how do you know the Sui Regulator is after me?

You numbskull! They would be walking you back right now, if I hadn't stepped in when they were surrounding you back there!

Wait, that was you—

Duh! Who else would dare get in the Sui Regulator's way?

I saved your life, so could you be just a bit nicer, maybe?

There are geists in the vicinity, miss—

So you should be careful.

Damn it... these blasted things are crawling everywhere. Situation's even worse than I thought.

Enough nonsense. Where's the thing you got from the Garden?

What...? You want it too?

I'm not telling you.

Hey—

Huff...!

She turns around, pointing towards the growing mass of scriptgeists, accumulating from all directions.

Ignore me, and you'd better have a way to deal with all of that.

Huh?

You know how to use that token?

I... do not.

Then just zip it and hand it over!

After a momentary reluctance, Zuo Le finally takes out the 'doll' he took so much care to keep on himself.

This color... it really is her.

Where did you get it?

In a study, or was it a memorial hall?

I can't recall... I don't know why, but our memories of the Garden are a mess.

I have a question, though. Is this object, as you say, able to stop Yan and the bestial Sui from going to war?

I'll tell you later. For now, we're going to use it to take care of these ugly things!

Mo Yi unceremoniously snatches the token from him.

Hey—!

All to break the stalemate—the only way out.

The girl leaps forward, putting distance between her and Zuo Le.

(—The forbidden Arts from that day!)

Wait, you can't do that inside the city—

With ink flowing as years roll on, annals are wrought; through spring and autumn's turns, the tale of countless lives is told—

In the name of the Shanhaizhong, I beseech thee: Fifth of the Twelve, bearing the name Jie—manifest!

She holds the token with a stern expression, and recites her chant—

But it seems... as if nothing is happening?

Huh... so that's not how you use it.

My guess was off...?

What?!

Oh well, works for me.

Let me borrow this for a bit. I'll give it back once I'm done studying it.

Wait! You're not going anywhere!

<p=2>Two days before the day of the full moon, Hour of Ch'en</>

The geists vanished with the sunrise.

They were all coming from here. So this must be the source.

The Sky Mirror Pavilion... this is the place?

Who is it?

Stop right there!