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Lithala disappears.
Not amidst the crowd, she just fades away like the ghost of brine at the coming of the dawn.
Wonder when you will see her again.
Not <span class="mu-i">if</span>.
At this point is a given…
You also turn towards the source of the painful grunts that has been bothering you for a while.
Ah.
It’s Astoria.
Groveling on the floor, holding her broken jaw.
It is not burned, so…
Rubida notices you look.
Gives you a tear-eyed grin.
Well. She always had excellent back-stroke.
You have no more words for Astoria.
She is just a petty-minded bureaucrat, and the greatest punishment you could deliver, to be mistaken in her arrogance, to lead herself astray and distant from Ansàrra’s Will—she has delivered to herself.
That still does not stop your friends from taking their own frustrations upon her.
“A miracle! It’s a miracle!” Says the closest of the red-robed women, throwing herself onto the floor. “Praised be the Sun-Birther!”
One by one, at the sounds of ‘it’s a miracle!’ and ‘praise the golden-handed!’ and ‘Argia Candente, Argia Candente!’ they prostrate before you.
It’s not a miracle. Miracles come unexpected.
What is this madness?
Your stomach churns. Not just because of the pathetic display, but also because you ate like a little bird for days. And you need to recover.
“Let’s get out of here,” you mutter, stumbling away from the dais, still embracing your girls.
“Now is that not a wondrous idea,” says a familiar voice that has come out of thin air. You three turn to see Rosandra. Strangely enough, Rubida seems quite calm at her presence now. Perhaps nothing can shake her after tonight or, as you already suspect, these two really got in way over their head trying to help you. “Welcome back, Argia Candente. Now, if you give me a moment to get rid of filth…” Rosandra’s brown eyes lit up as she sneers at Astoria’s groveling, bloodied figure on the stone, “… I will take care of this personally.”
“Oh. Thanks.”
“Of course, I shall have <span class="mu-i">questions.</span>”
Of course.
<span class="mu-r">You intend to reveal everything. The Stilladìa, her origins, what she told you about the Worm, and this pivot you need to find in order to close the door. Full disclosure. The encounter with the Sun-Birther, as well.</span>
<span class="mu-b">Let’s tell them what they need to know and respect Lithala’s secret. How the Stilladìa found you, and you discussed what to do about Willow and the Worm. You’ll chalk it up to her wanting your soul. The rest is between you and her. And Ansàrra.</span>
<span class="mu-g">You will tell them just a few details: Ansàrra instructed you, She has showed you grace, and that ought to be enough. For Rubida, for Soralisa. For Willow, eventually. And even Rosandra will have to deal with it.</span>
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thanks for playing. I got inspired by the anon saying he was listening to the Drakengard OST, so I added a bit of song myself. 