After completing the final trial, Emilia emerges from the graveyard into a blizzard heavy enough to block her vision. The people of the Sanctuary and the villagers of Arlam huddle together behind a giant wall of ice, created to shield them from the bitter cold by none other than the great spirit who was once contracted to Emilia. When Emilia touches the ice wall, something flows into her from within it. With a nod of acknowledgement to the voice she hears, she finally takes action.
There's not a single thing 
that doesn't matter anymore!
!ليس هناك ما لم يعد مهمّاً
Für uns gibt es nichts,
das keine Rolle mehr spielt!
Alors, tu n’as pas le droit
de baisser les bras !
Nessuno di noi deve pensare
 che sia arrivato il momento di arrendersi!
Não há uma única coisa
que não seja importante!