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Just like Helen said... like a hole in the world... |
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You think it's Proteus' doing? |
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I don't sense his influence on this at all... no traces of his magic signature... |
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Agh. I suppose I can take solace in knowing he hasn't pierced our defenses yet. |
But it also means we're dealing with two existential threats instead of one. |
And we have no idea what's causing the second... |
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It's funny... it looks just like... |
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...The world Nix came from. |
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Oh... I was going to say Jiro's video game... |
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* You guys have video games??
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Obviously... what would be the point of having magic if you can't even be a gamer... |
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Coral! I didn't see you arrive. |
It's... good to see you, even in times such as these. |
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* Hey, Polyta.
* Really hope I'm not interrupting, but you're the only one I can ask...
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Your friend, she's... let me preface this by assuring you that she wasn't in immediate danger when last I saw her. |
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* Polyta that is not a comforting way to start a sentence.
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Look. Jiro, Sunny and I ended up somewhere deep, deep below the island, maybe not even of this realm. |
We found ourselves in a strange land inhabited by bird-lizard folk. Sunny blended in well enough they mistook her for one of their own, but Jiro and I were imprisoned. |
I... wanted for us to escape together. I did. |
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* You... left them behind?
* But why?
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I... there was no other option. |
I tried to go back for them, but there was an altercation, and Jiro... |
Something's happened to him... he's been acting strange, ever since that flood-- |
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*...I'm sure you did your best. Don't grind yourself down.
* Do you know anything else about that world? With the bird guys?
* Like, ways to get there, or... I don't know, just anything at all. Anything useful.
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She's been claiming that world we visited is the same as a game she was playing, which... |
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* Wait she what--
* What!?!?
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Uh. Look, I don't know how much stock to put in that, but-- |
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* That makes... too much sense!! Or, no, It doesn't. Does it!? What!!??
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* And Zabelle said Nix's world looks just like Jiro's game...
* Then that implies... but then...!!!?!?
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I wouldn't jump to any conclusions if I were you...
Art imitates life, and all that... or was it life imitates art...? |
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* a lot... we don't know...
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* You girls mind if I. Just lie down in the dirt a minute.
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In the time I've known Sunny she's proven herself to be nothing if not resourceful. |
I've seen her simply talk her way out of situations that, if it were me, I'd have expected to end with my head on a pike. |
And not only was she unharmed, she ended with more advantage than when she began! |
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* Hah. Yeah, that's Sunny...
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* I appreciate it Polyta, I do, but... God.
* It just feels like everything's... fucked up right now.
* Sunny's still gone. Home is a mess.
* This island is supposed to be a paradise, but even here...
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Don't count us out just yet. |
It might look... quite grim around here, but the reality is we've exceeded even my expectations at protecting ourselves! |
Between Helen's shieldwall and the weapons we received from Mercy, every assault Proteus has thrown at us has ended with their total devastation. |
We keep up our defenses, then our fate will surely be-- |
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My island!! Oh, my beautiful island! |
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Goddess you didn't graciously let us know you'd be out of your temple today!! |
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It's cool! Everything's cool! Smiles, everyone! |
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Oh, no no no, it's no use! |
This was meant to be a lovely place, with beaches and summer fun, but-- but-- |
Oh, this horrible wall! These awful spinny blades! |
What has happened to our home? |
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I've-- I've FAILED!!! I've FAILED to keep our island LOVELY!!! |
It makes me feel-- O, I feel, just so--!! |
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* Hey now, Goddess! There's no need to feel down!
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* Yeah!!
* I'm sure you'll feel better in no time if we just... talk this out!
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