Separated from our travel companions, Jess and I make our way to the royal capital, just the two of us. As we continue walking through the Needle Woods, we reach the towering cliffs of the royal capital, not knowing the most important thing – how to get in. At a loss of what to do, Jess and I are forced to wander in the most dangerous of places as Jess's body gradually grows weaker and weaker. As her chabirone, it is my duty to escort her to the royal capital, no matter what.
It's no use! Naut or whatever...
...لا فائدة يا نوت أو غيره
Du kommst zu spät, Nott oder wie du heißt.
Diese Yesma ist nicht mehr zu retten.
Es inútil, Nott.
Es inútil, Nott.
Ça ne sert à rien, « Nott ».
Non serve a niente, Nott o quel che era.
Não adianta, Nott ou qual seja o seu nome.
Essa Yesma não pode mais ser salva.
Послушай меня, Нот,
ты её уже не спасёшь.