>>5861362>“So, you know about them?”Winona nods. “What Rex has told me. As well as my own first-hand experiences with them.” Winona extends her hand to you. Bright blue light forms on her palm, shaping itself into a familiar sigil.
>“The Crest of Maculi…?!”“Yes.” Winona says, putting her hand away, extinguishing the light. “When Rex received his own Crest from that madman, I was given one as well. Were it not for this implanted Crest, I don’t believe I’d have been able to stand on the battlefield while in my present condition. Even now it gives me great stamina and endurance. Far more than I’d ever been able to call upon before.”
>“You underwent Blood Reconstruction surgery…but why?”“For my lord.” Winona says flatly. “He wished to possess a Crest to achieve new heights of power. And I wanted to be there to help him each step of the way. Furthermore, he wished to pass on such power to our progeny. With our combined Crests, it’s very likely that this child I bear will be born bearing one or the other. Or perhaps even both…those Agarthans seemed to barely grasp the full ramifications of their own research. Or they simply didn’t care.”
>“I can hardly believe that you were working with those monsters in Ordelia, let alone that Rex was as well. There’s a lot that I wish to ask you about. But I must know…what did Kate say to you back there? Why did she spare my life? Did you tell her something?”Winona smiles softly, as if remembering a funny joke. “All I did was plead with her not to do it. And while I was ready to intervene should she have tried to finish you off, the decision was hers alone to make. Though I believe I may have some insight into her reasoning. I think that despite everything, she still does feel some fondness towards you. And she knows that you’re the only one that can carry on Rex’s goal.”
>“His goal?”“Yes.” Winona nods, growing more serious. “I’m sure he told you about it before he died. You must be the one to defeat Anacharsis. The one you know as Count Charles d’Rusalka.”
>“Yes, he’d mentioned something of the sort.” Your legs suddenly feel tired, and you take a seat across from Winona. “It seems everyone knows more about my adoptive father than I do. Please, if you do have some sort of information to share, tell me everything you know.”“Very well.” Winona says. “Where should I begin?”
>A): Tell me everything about Anacharsis.>B): What were the Hellwings doing these last five years?>C): Where did Kate go after the battle?>D): Why does Rex want Anacharsis dead?>E): Write-in 