Lucy appears once more, jacking the entire city. 
A sinister smile signals the coming of a swarm of Bahamuts. As crows change to dragons, the skies of Shibuya are covered in darkness.
But my gut tells me we used to be
friends. It's true, isn't it?
Aber mein Bauchgefühl sagt mir,
dass wir Freunde waren. Das ist wahr, oder?
Pero presiento que éramos amigos.
Es verdad, ¿cierto?
Pero mi instinto me dice
que éramos amigos. Es cierto, ¿verdad?
Mais mon instinct me dit qu’avant,
nous étions amis. C’est vrai, non ?
mas meu instinto me diz que nós éramos amigos.
É verdade, não é?