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.
But we've taken the path that we believe in.
.لكننا سلكنا الدرب الذي نؤمن به
Wir sind einfach den Weg gegangen,
an den wir glauben.
Nous avons juste suivi le chemin
qui nous semblait être juste.