Clain is helpless behind a clear wall as Barrot details Phryne’s role in the system, but the priest’s demented rant is cut short. As the temple begins to collapse and Nessa starts to fade, the future of Fractale—and all of mankind—lies in Phryne’s hands.
Huh? You think you can 
work on the field like...
...تظن أنك تستطيع العمل بالحقل مثل
Wie? Das gehört zur Arbeit auf dem Feld!
C’est pas une raison pour…