The indomitable dragon and fallen angel clash, lighting up the city. 
Both refuse to give an inch. Haruma struggles, torn between memory and reality. 
A mysterious shimmer appears...
Prostrate yourself before me.
Wirf dich vor mir in den Staub.
Arrodíllate ante mí.
Póstrate ante mí.
A genoux devant moi.
Ande, ajoelhe-se!