Raphtalia corners Idol with vengeance in her eyes, her bloodthirsty blade reaching for his throat. Naofumi's words bring her back to her senses momentarily, but when Idol attacks her once again...
You bore me!
!أنتِ تضجرينني
Qué aburrimiento.
Qué aburrimiento.
C’est d’un ennui !
Mi annoi!
Você não tem graça!