The Wounded WyrmSummary
In order to fulfill her calling, Zethia agrees to accompany the emperor. But there is no time to grieve—the volcano could erupt at any moment. Meanwhile, the prince and friends chase the Flamewyrm in order to quell her rage.
Dialogue
The Prince: Zethia! I'm here!
Zethia: Brother!
Emperor: Was nearly dying the last time not enough for you, my son?
The Prince: You're not my father. The true king would never tear apart his own land and try to kill the dragons.
The Prince: So who ARE you?
Emperor: Fool child! When will you realize that dragons are the ones distorting our world and keeping it from perfection?
Emperor: ...Perhaps you never will.
Emperor: All the more reason for you to die.
Brunhilda: Grrraaawrrr!
Emperor: Out of my way, you pathetic sack of scales!
The Prince: Flamewyrm, did you just...save me? Or were you randomly lashing out?
The Prince: Well, whatever the reason...thank you.
Notte: Now's your chance, Zethia! This way!
Zethia: Notte!
Emperor: Really, now. Do you think I will permit you to simply march out of here?
The Prince: Grrr...
Zethia: Wait!
The Prince: What's wrong?
Zethia: I'm thankful that you all came for me...
Zethia: But I choose to go with this man.
Notte: WHAAAAT?!
Zethia: I have a duty to fulfill—one only I can do.
Zethia: And there are other things only you can do, which is why our ways must part.
The Prince: What things? I don't understand.
Zethia: We will need more help to free our father from the clutches of this impostor.
Zethia: You alone have the ability to form bonds with multiple dragons.
Zethia: It is essential that you save all of the world's dragons—not just the Flamewyrm.
Zethia: Forge as many pacts as you can!
Emperor: Your mouth runs far too freely, girl.
Zethia: Emperor! You can relent now!
Zethia: The dragon is already mortally wounded.
Harle: Indeed! I can see her life's candle flicker and die even now.
Harle: And in her final death throes, she will obliterate all these rats who made the mistake of coming here!
Harle: Do you hear that? All of you traitors can perish together! Too bad, so sad... but I LOVE it! Aaaaah ha ha ha!
Zethia: You have what you came for, Emperor: the dragon is dying, and I am yours. Let my brother and the others go.
Emperor: Oh, have you deduced my intentions?
Emperor: In that case, I presume you also know why I wanted you.
Zethia: I am the chosen Auspex.
Zethia: I carry on the will of the first Auspex, Ilia, who bound the demon fast. In return, she blesses me with her divine mana.
Zethia: What's more, I am an Alberian princess who possesses the proud blood of dragons.
Zethia: I am ready for any fate.
Emperor: Very well. The dragon will soon be dead. I need not waste any more time on trifles.
Emperor: Farewell, worms.
Notte: No! Zethia, don't go!
Brunhilda: GRRRAAAAARRRRR!
Elisanne: Your Highness, look out!
Elisanne: Urgh!
The Prince: Elly, are you all right?
Elisanne: It takes more than that to stop me... Nngh...
Elisanne: But the dragon sees us as the enemy now. We have to calm her.
The Prince: We are not your enemies, dragon!
Brunhilda: GRRAAAAAAWRRR!
The Prince: Harle was right. The pain clouds her mind.
Brunhilda: GRRRRRAAAAAAAAAWR!
The Prince: Listen to me, Flamewyrm!
The Prince: We will not fight you, because you are not our enemy.
The Prince: We came here to help you!
Brunhilda: Grr...rrrrrr...?
Elisanne: She's stopped.
Brunhilda: Help me? Why should I believe that?
The Prince: What?
Elisanne: She's formidable, that's for certain. And defiant to the end.
Elisanne: Yet so is Aurelius. He challenged a dragon on his own and emerged victorious!
Notte: What's the plan, Euden? Do we go after Zethia?
The Prince: I'm worried about her...
The Prince: But we can't leave until we know the Flamewyrm is safe.
The Prince: She rules over this volcano, which means it's tuned in to her feelings.
The Prince: If she were to die or go berserk now? After having been wounded by a man?
Ranzal: The volcano would explode and wipe out half the damn continent! ...Or us, at the very least, since we're sittin' inside it.
Ranzal: Remind me who talked me into this again?
The Prince: We have to go. Now.
The Prince: We might already be too late, but we have to try and get through to her!