—Proteus— This is all the might the Goddess has to offer? Don't make me laugh. —Polyta— This is bad... none of us have a high enough LOVE LEVEL to pierce his defenses! —Polyta— We need a change of tactics... and fast! —Casandra— Don't sweat it, Polyta-- I got a plan! Jiro! —Casandra— Purchase this MYSTIC ORB off me, and use it to power me up! —Casandra— Heck yeah! Get ready for this, Proteus! —Casandra— ULTRALOVE JACKPOT SUPREME!!! —Proteus— Nghh-! —Proteus— Hmph. You've shown some passing degree of strength. But be warned: it won't be enough. I will return-- with greater numbers. And on that day, you will understand the price of your stagnation. —Casandra— Yeah, you better run!! —Zabelle— We did it...! —Polyta— Excellent work, everyone! And especially you-- --Jiro?