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Gotcha...

No, I should say... you finally fell right into my hands.

*creak*... *creak*... *creak*...

The sound of steel being bent and twisted echoes throughout the narrow space. The ship is chewing apart the darkness inside its body.

You put in quite a bit of work simply to force me into this closed-off trap.

Revenant.

With the way you are, have you forgotten even your name?

There is no response.

*creak*... Nothing can be heard except for the sound of metal being torn apart. Sharp debris continue to peel and fall away from the ship's body...

Kal'tsit knows that if this unknown space is anything like a magnetic field—

She must be the center pulling in all fatal threats.

A threat?

It seems that even though you have burned away for years, you still have some sanity left in you.

But if your chaotic mind still holds a trace of memories in Kazdel...

You should be well aware that death threats are meaningless to me.

Silence.

But Kal'tsit can feel that the shadows that will engulf her here are still lurking in the darkness, watching her.

Waiting for the moment to strike.

No, you should know... After all, Theresa herself knows this well.

You are listening, are you not—

Theresa?

I can feel your will in this ship.

I thought you would be here waiting for me.

Kal'tsit reaches her hand out to the wall to feel the life in this ship.

Ice-cold, coarse metal... and Originium.

Despite the darkness, Kal'tsit is nonetheless able to clearly see the Originium growing and assimilating everything around it—

But it avoids the area her fingers touched.

To think you can now influence the natural growth of Originium to this extent...

If the Originium here continues to grow, the airship will be completely crystallized by the time it crashes.

And then everybody inside will also—

That includes me?

So is this what you are trying to tell me?

She gets no response.

The first Originium, you, Theresis, the Sarkaz... I used to think I knew enough about your plan.

But it seems you are much further down this road than I imagined...

You may have me locked away here, but I don't believe I am truly the one you should be vigilant against.

You've always been a headache, Theresa. Just like in the past.

Just like in the past.

Theresa, as you are now, do you still believe...?

...that Terra has a future?

A dark shadow extends underneath Kal'tsit's feet.

A jet black ocean gushes out from the darkness, ready to engulf everything in its path in no time.

I knew it—

Once again, silence has returned to the darkness.

As you wish.

You'd better have enough time with the Dame alone, without <i>that one</i> at her side.

Don't disappoint me again. Don't disappoint us again!

I've waited too long... I must witness this before my death—

The end of suffering.

Theresa...