Polyta gets down on a knee and puts her hands on Yuno's shoulders.

—Polyta—
What happened!?

—Yuno—
I'm so sorry, I, I,
When it started raining, I got lost, and I didn't know where to go, and, and,
Oh oh, I'm so stupid! No wonder Jiro never talked to me...

—Polyta—
He WHAT!!?
But you're so sweet!

—Yuno—
Oh, I.... I am...?

—Polyta—
Listen, Yuno.
You've done nothing wrong here.
If Jiro's been neglecting his duties as Love Champion...
...No, I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for all this. I'll talk to him, okay?

—Yuno—
Okay...

—Polyta—
Trust me. Everything's going to be...






The two of them look over to the other side of the room. It's her. The little angel.





—Yuno—
Oh! H- hello...?

—Polyta—
What. is that.

—Yuno—
It's-- it's okay, little girl... we're, um, we're friendly.
How did you get here? Are you okay?

—Polyta—
Yuno... I don't know about this...

The angel approaches.

—Yuno—
But... look at her, Polyta. She's just as scared as us.

—Polyta—
Something... isn't right here. I can feel it.

—Yuno—
We have to... we have to help her. We can't just--


Shut up.


Polyta and Yuno stare at the little angel, utterly dumbfounded.

Neither of you are angels.
Why are you here.

—Yuno—
We, um. What? Angels? What??

Only angels are punished here.
You don't belong.

—Polyta—
Punished for what? By who????

There isn't a reason it's just like that.

—Yuno—
Um??

Can you answer me already!?

—Polyta—
We're from the isle of Hollidae. There was a flood, we got washed away. When we came to, we were here.



The little angel takes notice of Polyta's sword.

You're armed.

—Polyta—
I am.
I've been doing my best to navigate this place with the tools I have. Disarming whatever traps I can, and avoiding the ones I can't.

But you're mortal...

—Polyta—
Are you not?

Listen to me.
There is a way out of here. I know the way to reach it.
It's guarded by a mass of hands.

—Yuno—
Hands???

If I guide you there,
and you can hold off the mass,
then we can pass through the doorway and escape.

—Polyta—
The doorway?

But.
If you're going to make it there, alive, you're going to have to do
exactly as I say
exactly when I say it.

You won't move out of turn.
You won't TALK out of turn.
Understand?

—Yuno—
I, um...! Yes, Miss Angel.

—Polyta—
...

The little angel turns to leave, but...

—Polyta—
What's your name?

What?

—Polyta—
I'm Polyta. This is Yuno.

...

—Polyta—
What do we call you?

Names aren't common, down here.



Closest thing I have is what he calls me.
Nothing, or nobody, or NIX.

—Polyta—
Nix?

Sure. Nix. Go with that.
It's as good a name as any.

—Yuno—
I think it's--

A stone pillar drops down and crushes Nix, splattering her violently.

—Yuno—
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!


—Polyta—
WHAT IN THE NAME OF THE GODDESS
Nix yells at the two blood-speckled anime girls.

I SAID QUIET!!!!