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.
Hey, Jess...
...يا جيس
Jess, du bist also überzeugt,
dass Hekkuripon niemandem was antun?
Tú crees que los heckripon
no hacen nada, ¿verdad?
Tú crees que los heckripon
no hacen nada, ¿no?
Dis, Jess…
Tu penses que les hecclypons
Senti, Jess.
Jess, então você está convencida de que
heklipons não fazem mal a ninguém?
Слушай, Джесс.
Ты говоришь, что геклепоны