The giant's body crashes to the ground with a thunderous impact, sending a ring of dust billowing into the air.
Bridget staggers forward and attempts to raise her weapon—but fails, having exhausted herself completely.
As Skych lies on the ground, the madness in his eyes fades away, leaving behind a glimmer of clarity.
I've failed... What a disgrace to my duty...
No... Perhaps I had already failed in my duty long before that, when I failed to see through Kurono's schemes while serving as Norman's butler.
I just wanted... to wipe away... the dust covering... the family crest...
Clang—
Bridget swallows hard and makes her way to Skych's side, using her weapon for support as she gradually regains her strength.
Sweeping things under the carpet... doesn't make the world clean... huff... huff...
Hiding things doesn't help with anything... huff... Things only get better when you put in the effort to make them better. Trying to sweep things under the carpet... is pointless.
Perhaps your actions—
Drawing out her words, Bridget makes another attempt and raises her weapon.
—are in line with your professional ethics. But, before you were a butler, you were human—a victim of what happened here. But, before you were a butler, you were human—a victim of what happened here.
Going from victim to perpetrator is not the answer. If you truly regret failing in your duty, then please, stop letting your conscience slide further down this slope.
...
Skych shifts his head ever so slightly and casts a glance at Bridget with the faintest hint of a chuckle. Then, his gaze drifts off into nothingness.
So alike...
Wait, what...?
Go ahead, Bridget. You're right... Perhaps I've just been piling one mistake on top of another.
I could blame it on my chaotic M.I.N.D. after the modifications, but I know better. If it weren't for that sick obsession, I wouldn't have become what I am today.
...Take them with you.
He lets out one final, long sigh, and then falls silent.