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.
Afraid that the faint hope 
I had would end up betrayed,
خشية من أن ينتهي بصيص الأمل الذي
لمستُه بخذلاني
Ich hatte Angst, dass diese
Hoffnung betrogen wird,
Me daba miedo que defraudara
mis expectativas,
Me daba miedo que traicionara
mis expectativas,
Trop effrayée
de voir ce mince espoir anéanti,
Temendo di vedere tradito
quell'accenno di speranza che avevo,
E por medo dessa pequena
esperança ser traída,
Но я боялась, что он 
предаст мою хрупкую надежду,