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've liked you ever since I met you.
.أحببتك منذ التقيتك
Ich habe dich geliebt, seit wir uns
das erste Mal getroffen haben.
Depuis le premier jour
où je t’ai rencontré !