>>5287292>>5286885>>5286868>>5286871>>5286873>>5286858>Let her proceed.>"That will be all. My thanks to you."“You.. may proceed.” You clench your fist. “That will be all. My thanks.”
“VerY weLl.” The anomaly booms, her steel mask contorting and renting into a million different shapes and forms. “I'I'LL giVE thE sOLdIER hER LIFe bACk. sHe WIll TrAde HEr sworD fOR a BRush. aND shE wiLl KNow peACe AnD SunlIGHT Again.”
The mask begins to glow hot, a strange, deep red glow, as if thrown into the crucible of a forge–and as it glows, the metal begins to fold in on top of itself and compress. The metal folds into a pinprick, a steel hot point, before it suddenly bursts forth again into a spangle of billions of stars that hang in the air and fall to the ground around you like snowflakes.
“..i'Ve broUgHt HEr lIFE BACK. it ToOK a GreAT dEal Of my oWN sPan to MaKe up FoR IT. what a SHAMe, ThOugH. I mAy hAVE gIvEn yoU ANOtHER WIsH In ExCHANGE for A RElic of BlooD maGIc..” The prisoner’s voice echoes. “wE Will not meEt AGAin. I HAVE more imPORtAnt aFfAirs To attenD TO. mY studY oF immOrTaLITY.. ahAha. yES, aN IdeA. pERhAPs.. If i couLD soMEhow BRInG tHE CAtaComBS up to ThE suRfaCe.. IN tHe fOrM Of a grEAt toWeR..”
She does not allow you to hear any more of her personal ruminations. Instead, she rips herself back and over the plains, far off down into the fields of flowers far away.
The berserker stands before you, her head up as if in a daze. “I-I-.. uh-..” Emilia murmurs. “Alphonse, you..”
“You two alright?” Ava appears behind you all at once–Noelle and Millicent close at her tails. “That thing began to glow, so..”
>Inform them of the whole affair with the wishes.>Just let them know Emilia’s life was restored. Progress forward.>Write-In. 