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 don't remember teaching 
you things like this.
.لا أتذكر تعليمك أشياء كهذه
Dein Papa kann sich nicht erinnern,
dir das beigebracht zu haben.
Je ne pense pas t’avoir appris ça !