Regulus: Vertin, finally!
Regulus: The Manus suddenly emerged everywhere like ants! Lilya and I couldn't take them all down!
Regulus: I would have acted sooner if you hadn't told me not to pick fights!
A mad pawn roars and jumps on them but is immediately being pulled off and knocked out by Lilya.
His limbs twitch horribly, and his body soon shrivels.
Lilya: Dn! All they want is to attack, even if their blood will be sucked out. Insane!
Lilya: Back when we were spying on them, I told Sonetto to screw the peace agreement through the radio! I knew those geometry psychos and the Manus would go mad sooner or later!
Lilya: They were not that crazy when they were solving the math problems. Dn it!
Lilya: What the hell happened down there?!
Vertin: The cave is the key to being immune to the "Storm."
Vertin: There is a cave on this island which has the same effect as my suitcase. That's what the Manus are after!
Regulus: What?! But ...
Lilya: But hasn't she also put on the stone bangle?
Lilya: Even if she can break free from that bangle, there's no way she'd let her followers keep carrying out suicide attacks!
Lilya: And if she has signed that peace agreement, how will she take the cave from Apeiron?
37: Vertin.
On Vertin's back, 37 opens her eyes.
She puts out a finger and points it to the sky.
In the eternal and transcendental sky, several dazzling flare stars are lining up.
37: What's that?
The Hall of Apeiron is in deadly silence.
Only a visitor is still browsing the classic book.
6: I'm afraid you have overstayed your welcome, Ms. Arcana.
6: I have to regrettably remind you not to overstep the boundaries, despite the great help you've given to us.
Arcana: I take not thought for needless disputes ...
Arcana: But to ask a simple question.
She gently closes the book.
Arcana: The great philosophers ...
Arcana: Ye seek the ancient wisdom, follow the sages' teaching, and pursue the noble virtues.
Arcana: You are separated from the world for thousands of years.
Arcana: And you have not gained the humans' understanding, nor have you sought for it.
Arcana: I find pleasure in this allegory of the cave.
Arcana: However, hast this been unto thee ...
Arcana: ... That who led us to the exile in this cave?
The flare stars are approaching.
They move in an orderly manner, as if they are a group of swifts returning to their habitat.
37: What are they? I've never seen these before.
37: Why are they here?
37: These things should not appear on this island.
Vertin: No! 37! NO!
The eternal and ever-circulating current has been cut off.
Upon the silent sea ...
A fleet in black is breaking the waves and sailing toward the island.
Sophia: ...!
Sophia: Sonetto.
Sophia: Did you bring the humans' army here?
