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Kal'tsit stares at an object on the ground.

You recognize it as the Confessarius mask left behind by Salus as she fled.

We underestimated Qui'sartuštaj.

Previously, he suddenly appeared before me and Shining, kidnapped Nightingale, and revealed his intent to usurp the 'King of Sarkaz'.

He has been lurking in the shadows for thousands of years for this moment. He would certainly not make any rash moves until goal is accomplished.

He wanted others to think that he was solely after the Black Crown.

Snatching the Crown is not the end?;What does he plan to do with it?

The 'King of Sarkaz' is a neutral force. Whether it heralds the arrival of calamity or averts it depends on the wielder.

Which is most likely why Qui'sartuštaj seeks the crown. He wants that authority to be vested within his own hands, to touch those secrets passed down for eons, to seek even greater power from the point of origination.

Amnannam.;The first Originium.

Qui'sartuštaj, Duq'arael, and Theresis – while their ultimate goals may be different, they all converge upon the same destination.

The Sarkaz have always been deeply influenced by Originium. I fear, however, that this influence is being directed on purpose...

Or that it is uncontrollably penetrating into a deeper level.

Oww... Umm, I think I'll be fine.

Your physical condition has stabilized. Logos says that the lingering traces of Confessarius witchcraft have already dissipated.

Thank you.

You have cracks in at least three rings.

It's nothing serious. Just some battle damage, that's all.

The rings aren't the problem, Amiya.

Since the battle for the command tower started, don't you think you've been taking on too many memories and emotions?

Hmm...

Those aren't going away. It's your own psyche that is tearing these rings apart, and no instrument is enough to contain such a torrent of emotions.

The rings can't, but I can. I'm not just an instrument.

Those emotions were forced on me by someone else, yes. But I chose to reach out to them. To experience them, to feel them.

If I said it wasn't painful... that'd be a lie. I don't want to deceive anyone else, or myself, by acting as if that pain doesn't exist.

But, I've pretty much gotten used to it.

It's like wading through a swamp with a heavy load on your back.

Amiya, I'd recommend reinforcing those rings.

...No.

To save even more people, I need even more power. I've told you again and again that this is what I wish for.

Doctor, how's Amiya doing?

Not ideal.;But she's managing to stay in control.

The solutions we have for all these problems are only stopgaps at best.

That feeling of seeing yourself and everything around you sliding into the abyss... is no less harrowing than physical illness or pain.

I can't change the fact that she's Infected.;If only I could cure her.

Amiya's is unwavering.

When Her Highness Theresa brought her before us for the very first time, she was but a child. I still remember her gaze lingering on the feathers on my horns––

How did she react?;How did you react?

Without any fear. Only a friendly curiosity. Even I found myself somewhat shocked.

Even I found myself somewhat shocked. There was no fear in that child's eyes, only a friendly curiosity.

I was planning to take a step back like Scout and the others, but Amiya actually came up to approach us herself.

That was a time when a good chunk of Babel's core members were Sarkaz. We had horns of all shapes on our heads, some more imposing than others, and there were crystals all over our bodies.

I'd seen my fair share of Rim Billiton's Cautus caravans, so I knew that those timid, mild-mannered Cautuses often found it difficult to suppress their instinctive fear when they came face-to-face with a Sarkaz.

Maybe that was just her nature, or she had... an exceptional upbringing. Amiya showed no sign of distinguishing between the Sarkaz and any other race. She naturally treated everyone with kindness.

Which is why I was not surprised at all when I learned that Theresa chose Amiya to be her successor.

Even though you were a lord of the Royal Court...;You were in support of Amiya inheriting the title of the 'King of Sarkaz'.

For me, that wasn't even the most difficult part of the decision.

Doctor, I just ran into some old friends.

Among them was one of my former Babel comrades, whom I killed with my own hands.

What?;Why?

After Her Highness Theresa's death, a rebellion broke out on Rhodes Island.

A number of Babel members refused to give up on the war. They and a number of Sarkaz warriors decided that we ought to take revenge, and return to Kazdel to reclaim power.

But, the more extreme among them...

They proposed to kill Amiya.;They wanted to lash out against Kal'tsit.

The team that once belonged to the King of Sarkaz turned completely away from Kazdel.

They saw this as a despicable theft, an unforgivable betrayal.

And Dr. Kal'tsit, along with the non-Sarkaz members of Babel, were seen as the culprits.

...;All of them were warriors who followed Theresa.;All of them used to belong to Babel.

Many of them truly believed in Theresa, and were willing to lay down their lives for her and Babel's ideals.

The man I killed almost lost his life at the hands of a Military Commission caster. I saved him, only to take his life later on.

That must've taken a heavy toll on you.;You must still be suffering.

Logos, the Babel member, already made his choice.

After the rebellion, the mercenaries and the Sarkaz warriors pretty much all chose to leave. Among Babel's official rank and file, only a few decided to remain.

Babel was no more, and Dr. Kal'tsit... forbade anyone from mentioning the 'King of Sarkaz'.

What about you?;Why did you stay with Rhodes Island?

It's true that I did plan to return to the Valley following Her Highness's death.

Kazdel had lost its King, and nobody could predict its future. As the master of the Elegiac Court, I could not run away from my duty to my home.

But before I left, Scout pulled me aside and said that he and Misery were throwing a farewell party for me.

I said that drinking was out of the question, and that I didn't want to ruin my new change of clothes. But turns out, they wanted me... to help paint.

Paint?;Interesting time to do a renovation.

They were preparing to change the landship's markings.

Outcast was the one who convinced me to take the job. No idea what kind of messed-up rumors Closure had poured into her head.

She said Banshee incantations are magical, and if I were to make the new sign, Rhodes Island would surely have smooth future voyages. And that came from a Sankta.

So did you end up making the sign?;There's not any actual magic involved, right?

That was Closure's job, actually. I warned my colleagues not to let her slack off.

But since they insisted, I did weave some incantations into the paint to make the whole process a bit more fun.

That sounds scary.;Pretty cool of you.

The work was done in no time.

After finishing, we all looked up at the sign together. Ace asked when I was leaving, so I gave them two dates–

The first was when I'd be leaving the landship, that very same day; the next was three days later. Seventy-two hours is the shortest time needed to make a round trip from the place the landship was docked at and the Valley of the Banshees.

When Ace heard that, he immediately told Scout to give him five days' worth of booze money. Scout wagered that I'd be back in the Valley for more than a week.

As for Misery... He pulled a 'welcome back' ribbon out of his pocket and replaced the 'farewell' banner that he had originally put up as a joke.

Sounds like everyone was having fun.;You were all such good friends.

I carry a lot of responsibility on my shoulders, and even if I don't want to set any of them down altogether, I still have to pick and choose what I prioritize.

But, I knew from the very beginning that I made the right call.

...Doctor.

I've not questioned you since you returned from Chernobog.

You have no memories of the past, so why do you choose to remain with Rhodes Island even now? Why are you willing to take immense risks and dive deep into the dangers ahead?

Lord Banshee... Mr. Logos! Th-The road ahead has been blocked!

The Doctor and the King of Sarkaz would like you to hurry up–

A newly-formed rift.

This huge rift suddenly appeared out of nowhere. The blue-haired Confessarius went through it, so we're definitely on the right track. But, right now...

The Originium is reshaping the terrain with increased frequency and severity.

I can feel it.

I trust that you can as well, Amiya.

The ground... is trembling.

The Sarkaz's emotions are resonating violently with the Originium. Their rage is gathering, and it shakes this land like a storm.

When the Blood of Teekaz is used in tandem with Amnannam, the battlefield itself becomes an Arts Circle of colossal proportions.

The Originium Arts of the rampaging Sarkaz are amplified, and in turn, that increased power promotes the spread of Originium.

A similar situation took place thousands of years ago.