Jess and I met a young Yethma named Ceres in a town we stopped by amidst our travels. Upon Jess's request, she guided us to the site of a monastery that burned down five years ago. As we were setting down some flowers at the site, a young man wielding double blades suddenly appears before us accompanied by a dog. He's cool, strong and handsome... I don't like him, he's like my natural enemy... Who on earth is this guy?
I know I'm no match for her...
...أعلم أنّي لستُ ندًّا لها
Mir ist klar, dass ich nie
an sie herankommen werde.
Sé que no puedo ser ella.
Sé que no puedo ser ella.
Je sais que je n’ai aucune chance.
Lo so che non verrò mai ricambiata.
Eu sei que não sou páreo para ela.
Я знаю, что у меня нет шансов.