Mortally wounded, Glenn manages to hang on by a thread thanks to Sistine's magic. They chase after Re=L who kidnapped Rumia, and Glen storms into the white alchemy lab alongside Albert.
I beseech creation,
grant unto my hands a great blade.
.أناشد الخلق، امنح يداي سيفًا عظيمًا
Oh Schöpfung, gebe in meine Hand
Imploro a la creación,
concede a mis manos una gran espada.
Imploro a la creación,
concede a mis manos una gran espada.
Ô pouvoir de création.
Arme-moi d’une large épée.
Io ti supplico forza creatrice,
concedimi di brandire
Eu suplico à Criação, que a minhas
mãos conceda uma grande lâmina.
Я прошу у мироздания, даруй
мне великий меч.