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.
I guess it was a thousand years 
too early for you to gain
أظنك أتيت مبكرًا بألف عام لتنال
Du könntest weder Phryne noch
die Welt je in deine Hände bekommen.
tu es encore trop jeune
pour prétendre à Phryné et à ce monde.