I've been waiting for you.
I apologize for hindering you from achieving your purpose.
Miss Luna wishes for this, so please understand.
We are not the same as we were in Kowloong.
You might not be able to stop us this time.
Is that so? Regrettably, I, am not the same as well.
—Laguz
Like Roland, Gabriel's words echo and distort in everyone's communication channel.
Only, Gabriel's words are more potent than Roland's, and the whispers—accompanied by howls—echo in everyone's M.I.N.D.
Unable to bear the noise of info flooding out of the channel, everyone can do nothing but stabilize themselves.
Gabriel moves. Camu recovers due to his previous experience and reacts to Gabriel, but it was already too late.
Gabriel captures you.
What folly. Humankind is forever bringing about its own destruction.
Even if you eradicate the Punishing Virus in the foreseeable future, these Constructs, your shieldbearers, will still be discarded like pairs of worn-out shoes.
This is Miss Luna's will, so please understand.
Humans are the epitome of absurdity. You do not even realize what the Punishing Virus really is.
You begin to suffocate. Everything begins turning black and white.
Of course, I bear no innate hatred for humans themselves.
You are pitiful beings to be eliminated by the Punishing Virus sooner or later.
When the dust settles... Only those... under the protection of the Ascension-Network... will survive...
Darkness begins to eat away your field of vision, and even Gabriel's words, spoken right before you, begin to sound distant.
This is... your end...
...?
Hah, you look pretty miserable.
?
Do it like we planned.
Four grenades explode above Gabriel's head.
Pathetic!
Wasn't targeting you! Dumbass!
A flash cuts past you, bringing light into your world.
Even the echoes in your ears dissipate.
Can you get yourself up?
You try to respond by standing up, but your arms and legs are unresponsive, as if they were stripped of their bones.
Tch, humans. So fragile.
The shadow in front of you leans down and flips you over.
You might not feel any pain just yet, but, a word of warning—Get ready. You will, now.
The shadow pulls out a rod-like object and stabs you hard in the chest.
Vera!
Enough noise. Hurry up and get your medics here to clean up the mess.
I jabbed the Commandant with a shot of standard adrenaline. Else, [player name] would have been dead in ten minutes.
Your medics have CPR devices, yeah? You go get [player name] breathing.
...?
Hello? I don't have human-use CPR devices on me. I'm not kidding.
C-Coming!
...Why did you help us?
Why did I help [player name]? That was just a side dish.
This one here... is our main course.
Vera pulls out her blade and points it at Gabriel, who has already recovered from the shockwave of the grenades.
Sorry, big guy. I know it's your boss lady's orders. But I've got a job to do as well, boyo—and that's sending you to hell.
...Fool.
Alright, then. Guess you're okay with me doing my job.
Just a warning, but try making a move on another one around here, and I'll cut your head off from behind.
Ah, and no need to thank me. I'm a good executioner.
...
Wordlessly, Gabriel moves along with Vera, and the two slowly edge into battle.
Good. Thank you for your cooperation. Happy killing.