The fierce battle against Bowman with the fate of the world in the balance has ended. Playmaker releases his allies' consciousnesses with a feeling of relief, but Ai, who used all of his power in the battle, and the Ignis that Bowman absorbed have not returned...
The data storm grazes my cheek, 
so I can't open my eyes
La tormenta roza mis mejillas
y no me deja abrir los ojos.
Em meio a uma tempestade de dados que passa pelo meu rosto, a ponto de não conseguir abrir os olhos...