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.
Because I'm a fool... a huge fool who 
can't forget a 400-year-old promise...
لأنني حمقاء... حمقاء للغاية لا تنسى
...وعداً دام 400 سنة
Weil ich eine Idiotin bin, die ein 400 Jahre
altes Versprechen nicht vergessen kann.
Soy una tonta que no puede olvidar
una promesa de hace 400 años.
Soy una tonta que no puede olvidar
una promesa de hace 400 años.
Je suis idiote…
une triple idiote…
Perché sono una sciocca... un'enorme sciocca che non
è capace di dimenticare una promessa vecchia di 400 anni...
Eu sou mesmo uma grande idiota
Конечно, я глупая, таких ещё поискать.