The Maiden, The Defier, The Death Crier

Ask how Abby is doing

Rover: (Still nowhere near finding Imperator. I'd better check on Abby...)

Rover: Abby?

…

Rover: You there, Abster?

Abby: (Yawns)... What's up...?

Rover: (It's taking longer for Abby to react...)

Abby: Hey, there's nothing to worry about... I'm just a little beat, that's all... Oh! Earlier when I was half-asleep, I came up with this great idea for finding the Sentinel.

Rover: Let's hear it.

Abby: Didn't the Sentinel say They're locked up in some kind of tower in the sky?

Abby: Well, how about I just fly up there and look for it? Easy as pie!

Rover: The tower is either too far to see or it's totally covered by clouds.

Rover: Otherwise, we would've seen some sign of it on the ground.

Rover: In the shape you're in... are you sure you could fly that far?

Abby: C'mon, it won't hurt to try. The cliff at Egla Town would be a perfect launch pad.

Head to the high place

??: Wow... A very valuable insight! Thank you, that brings me closer to completing my piece.

Ciaccona: I was sent by Lady Carlotta to find you. As I passed that abandoned house, I suddenly felt this... well, you know, rush of inspiration that just can't be ignored! So, I stopped to compose a piece...

Ciaccona: Surprise, surprise, the melody led me right to you.

Ciaccona: Well... I suppose this won't count as me getting distracted, right?

Rover: If Carlotta asked you to find me, has something happened?

Ciaccona: Lady Carlotta told me you encountered the supposed Martyred Maiden—Cartethyia.

Ciaccona: She dispatched search teams soon after, but there's been no sign of Cartethyia since.

Ciaccona: That's why she asked me to use my Forte to recreate the frequency you experienced at the time, to see if any details you might have missed become clearer.

Rover: Recreate the frequency?

Ciaccona: Well, it's a little tricky to explain in words... Think of it like being in an immersive portrait. Can you tell me about your meeting with Cartethyia?

Ciaccona: The more details the better. Even the smallest things count.

Ciaccona: Let's see here... Tweak a few notes here. Some emotions there. Textures... That should do it.

Ciaccona: Now then, Rover. Time for you to "tune in" to your memories.

Rover: ("Tune in" to my memories... Does that mean I'm supposed to see the past from another perspective?)

Cartethyia: Laureate?

Cartethyia: Our Tacet Marks are glowing again. It appears there is a special connection between them.

Cartethyia: What is the meaning of this?

Rover: Someone used their Resonance ability to help me relive this moment, but this seems... unexpected.

Cartethyia: How did you first come to notice me?

Rover: The Sentinel—Imperator's voice guided me to you.

Rover: Well, Imperator called you "the Lost," and Primus Fenrico claims you are the Resonator for Leviathan, the Threnodian.

Rover: But you really don't have any idea?

Cartethyia: I... I've actually been searching for the answer to this question, too.

Cartethyia: My memories are fragmented. I remember becoming a Resonator, and the moment I was given the name Fleurdelys.

Cartethyia: I also remember fighting... something. But the details and the outcome of that battle are lost to me.

Abby: Hmm...? You rang?

Abby: Basically, we're sorta in that "hover mode" you once joked about. Nothing new to me though.

Cartethyia: Yes... I'm experiencing a similar kind of frequency split. Though there is little that remains of my Resonance powers.

Cartethyia: I feel its frequency weakening... I understand why you're eager to find the Sentinel.

Cartethyia: You said you heard the Sentinel's voice. Was there anything else They said?

Rover: They spoke of being ensnared in an inverted tower suspended in the sky.

Cartethyia: I'm sure you've noticed that "I" was drawn here only as a frequency.

Cartethyia: My true form currently resides inside an inverted Sonoro Sphere suspended high in the sky. At its center stands a tower, its gate locked by three seals.

Cartethyia: I've sensed a voice calling out to me from behind them... Could it be the Sentinel?

Abby: Say, it's really faint so I barely noticed earlier... Is that a Threnodian smell I'm getting from ya?

Abby: It's not an exact one-to-one with that big "Ova-thracula" meatball I had, but I'd never mix up a flavor I've already tasted.

Rover: Abby has a nose for these sorts of things. We came across Threnodian powers before in Jinzhou.

Rover: So it's safe to say Abby can be trusted.

Cartethyia: Do you think I'm the Threnodian's Resonator?

Rover: If we're making assumptions, let's err on the optimistic side first.

Rover: Given your current situation, it is possible you were affected by the Threnodian's powers during your battle alongside Imperator.

Rover: That could be the reason behind losing all your power, too.

Cartethyia: Hmm... I take it this theory would benefit you as well?

Cartethyia: After all, that unique Echo of yours needs the Sentinel's powers for treatment, does it not?

Cartethyia: Even in adventure tales, it's not always the witch who loses her memory, it could also be a Blessed Maiden trying to regain her powers!

Cartethyia: Spending so much time alone in the Sonoro Sphere gave me plenty of time to consider countless possibilities.

Cartethyia: I've braced myself for whatever may come until I find the answers I'm seeking.

Rover: I want to know what's going on with Imperator in that tower. And I want to speak with you in person.

Rover: How can I reach your Sonoro Sphere?

Cartethyia: A part of the Sonoro Sphere is actually on land, though its outer perimeter is surrounded by a barrier.

Cartethyia: I'm afraid that won't do...

Cartethyia: That barrier also acts as the power source that maintains the Sonoro Sphere's integrity. If it's destroyed, the entire Sphere will collapse.

Cartethyia: And the ruins along with the Tacet Discords it houses would come crashing down on Ragunna. It would be catastrophic.

Rover: You said no one can get in. Has anyone tried?

Cartethyia: Yes, I've occasionally sensed someone wandering outside the barrier as if searching for a way inside.

Cartethyia: Perhaps they know something?

Rover: Any distinguishing features?

Cartethyia: Emm... Almost like a deep-sea jellyfish?

Cartethyia: I-I wasn't able to get a clear look. I can only describe the feeling I got from her as a Resonator.

Cartethyia: It would seem this Resonance ability can only last for so long.

Rover: I'll look for a way to find this person you mentioned.

Cartethyia: Something tells me you will keep your promise.

Cartethyia: No matter the outcome, this may be my chance to find the answers I've been looking for.

Ciaccona: Rover... Rover...

Ciaccona: Oh, thank goodness... You're finally awake!

Ciaccona: How are you feeling? Any headache? Tingling feet? Upset stomach?

Ciaccona: Phew... I tried everything, but you just wouldn't wake up. I thought you were...

Ciaccona: Wait a second, did you actually fall asleep listening to my music? Oh... It kind of breaks my heart to know you reacted like that when it wasn't even a lullaby.

Rover: No, it was really helpful.

Ciaccona: Oh...

Ciaccona: So my Forte created a special connection that led to some unexpected developments...

Ciaccona: The girl, is she friend or foe...? What truths lie behind the seal...? And who is that mysterious wandering figure...?

Ciaccona: I have a feeling this is going to be a very exciting song!

Ciaccona: Ahem... I'll pass this information on to Lady Carlotta. So, what do you plan to do next?

???: Pardon the intrusion. My Lord Rover.

Sebastian: My name is Sebastian. As per Milady's instructions, I have been entrusted with the honor of inviting you to the Fisalia estate for a discussion.

Rover: (The Fisalia family? The one that's likely worshipping the Threnodian?)

Rover: Why does she want to talk with me?

Sebastian: Milady has expressed a desire to clear up some unfortunate misunderstandings that occurred previously.

Rover: Tell her I accept the invitation, but at a later time.

Sebastian: I will convey your message to Milady.

Ciaccona: Didn't expect the head of the Fisalia family to come looking for you, especially while they're still in the middle of negotiations with Lady Carlotta.

Ciaccona: I suppose you would want to know more about her before taking up her invitation, hmm?

Ciaccona: She's known to be a recluse and rarely makes public appearances. No one outside the family even knows her real name. They just call her the "head of the Fisalia family."

Ciaccona: I've heard quite a few rumors. Which one would you like to hear first?

Ciaccona: Hello... That's why they're called rumors. I'm just doing my due diligence by being faithful to the source material.

Ciaccona: Well... Long story short, the Fisalia family was one of the first to set foot on these islands and establish order in Rinascita.

Ciaccona: Their lineage even predates the Order of the Deep, and their craft of extracting toxins from aquatic plants is a legacy passed down through generations.

Ciaccona: Word is, they select the new head of household by having candidates ingest each other's poisons and wait to see who's still breathing when it's all over.

Ciaccona: Stories about the current head of the Fisalias get even wilder. They say she didn't go through the usual selection process. Instead, she took the throne by poisoning her predecessor.

Ciaccona: In any case, the Fisalia family aside, she's someone you definitely want to handle with care.

Ciaccona: If you're set on meeting her, I'd be extra careful if I were you.

Rover: (The way she describes the head of Fisalia... reminds me of how Cartethyia spoke about the wandering figure by the barrier.)

Rover: (Can't rule out the possibility that they're the same person. Looks like I'll need to pay her a visit.)

Head to Porto-Veno Castle as agreed

Carlotta: Hello, Rover. I received Ciaccona's memo.

Carlotta: To think the head of the Fisalias approached you when I was still in negotiations with her emissaries. Was it meant to be a diversion all along...?

Carlotta: They invited you and you alone. As a Montelli, I'm in no position to intervene.

Carlotta: That being said, if the Fisalias try anything against you, I'll get you out, even if it means storming through their front gates.

Carlotta: In the meantime, I'll keep looking for more information and the person Cartethyia mentioned to you.

Carlotta: I'll call you as soon as I find anything.

Rover: Got it.

Enter Porto-Veno Castle

Sebastian: One moment, please. I shall inform Milady of your arrival.

???: That won't be necessary.

???: To keep our honored guest waiting would be… most improper.

???: Especially when it was I who extended the invitation.

Cantarella: Cantarella Fisalia—36th matriarch of the Fisalia family. I am pleased to make your acquaintance.

Cantarella: Very well. If you insist, I see no reason to refuse.

Cantarella: You may also call me Cantarella.

Cantarella: Now. Shall we proceed to my study?

Follow Cantarella into the study

Enter the study

Cantarella: Won't you have a seat?

Cantarella: I hope you'll accept this tea as my way of apologizing for the incident with Gilberto.

Cantarella: Members of the family may have troubled you, but there is no stain that can't be washed away. Every sorrow has its own way of fading, don't you think?

Rover: This tea... Is it from Jinzhou?

Cantarella: I invited you here to ask that you might serve as a mediator.

Rover: Before we get into that, there's something I want to know.

Cantarella: I imagine it concerns... the Fisalia family's true beliefs?

Cantarella: It would seem Gilberto's mind is beyond saving.

Cantarella: So you've noticed something is amiss. As expected from someone who's felt the weight of a Threnodian invasion firsthand.

Cantarella: And what exactly do you find most unsettling?

Rover: Why haven't the Threnodian and the Sentinel ever shown themselves?

Cantarella: Because the Threnodian's invasion of Ragunna... has long since concluded.

Cantarella: The Threnodian, so named Leviathan, possesses the power to merge and assimilate. It uses distorted beliefs to spread a spiritual plague that slowly devours civilizations from within.

Cantarella: Though the previous two attempts were thwarted, the tall mast of the galleon that is Ragunna has already been snapped in half.

Cantarella: Now the blissfully ignorant masses walk hand in hand toward an abyss they cannot see.

Cantarella: Friend or foe? As a newcomer to this land, can you really tell them apart?

Cantarella: Yes and no. On one hand, there's the truth of the Order's beliefs…

Cantarella: On the other, there's our family. The Threnodian doesn't take kindly to those who know the truth. We've always been under Its whispers.

Cantarella: Once the soul fractures, the mind will follow until only a puppet remains.

Cantarella: Now that we've come this far, there's nothing for me to hide.

Cantarella: My only hope is that once you learn everything, you will carefully consider my request.

Cantarella: Come. The truth you seek lies in the deepest part of the castle.

Leave the study and head to the deepest part of the castle

Cantarella: This is it.

Wait for the secret room to open

Enter the the secret room

Cantarella: Are you prepared?

Rover: Yes.

Cantarella: Now that we're here, I'm afraid I can't let you leave. Even if you want to.

Travel deep into the secret room

Cantarella: Just as I expected... The Threnodian "took notice" of you the moment you learned the truth.

Cantarella: Rover, what you see in this sanctuary is the Sentinel in Their true form.

Cantarella: A majestic steed that galloped with the wind, not a creature of the ocean's depths.

Cantarella: The Order worships a half-horse, half-sea creature Divinity, a form the Sentinel assumed only after being corrupted by the Threnodian.

Cantarella: Although the Sentinel's will has yet to fade, who knows how much longer They can endure.

Cantarella: In return, I will agree to whatever condition or request you make.

Cantarella: I understand the position you are in. Word has it that you're currently staying at a hotel and are at odds with the Order.

Cantarella: Perhaps a stay at my estate would suit you, for the remainder of your time in Rinascita?

Cantarella: I can offer you a glimpse into Rinascita's past, and you'd be spared the Order's unwelcomed attention.

Rover: There might still be a path forward.

Rover: Carlotta once helped me interpret some stained glass images. The story it told was very similar to what you've described.

Rover: Only more biased towards the Order. It mentioned a maiden who would emerge as the Sentinel's Resonator and later save Rinascita.

Rover: Do you think that's also a lie?

Cantarella: The part regarding the maiden isn't entirely fiction.

Cantarella: That's because Imperator wields the power to split and manipulate space.

Cantarella: With it, They can withdraw a portion of power. That power's frequency will match the Imperator's own.

Cantarella: This is how the Sword of Divinity—Tyrvine—came to be. A blade sealed with the very powers of the Sentinel, and the artifact used to select Their Resonator.

Cantarella: To resonate with the sword is to resonate with the Sentinel. Only the chosen one may hope to draw it.

Rover: Then... what about Cartethyia?

Cantarella: The Martyred "Maiden"...? The nature of her resonance is unclear to me.

Cantarella: Perhaps she resonated with the Threnodian, or perhaps with the Sentinel in its corrupted form.

Cantarella: But choosing her could not have been the Sentinel's will. That's because...

Cantarella: In the past, each year the Fisalia family would hold the Divine Trials to select those with the strongest will. These young women would attempt to resonate with Tyrvine's powers—while Overclocked, of course.

Cantarella: Though none succeeded, some saw fragments of the truth hidden within the resonance.

Cantarella: I was one of them... There was a moment, where I glimpsed the Sentinel's corrupted form and the inverted ruin suspended in the sky.

Cantarella: I also learned that only Tyrvine can break the barrier of that Sonoro Sphere.

Cantarella: When I awoke from that vision, I discovered a line of words inscribed onto my hand.

Cantarella: I would never mistake my own handwriting. That is precisely why I am searching for other possibilities.

Cantarella: The words were—"The Maiden is dead."

Rover: (An inverted ruin suspended in the sky... her and Cartethyia's descriptions bear many similarities.)

Rover: (If Tyrvine is the key to entering the Sonoro Sphere, it stands to reason that Imperator may have played a role in the Sphere's creation.)

Rover: (If I can confirm that Tyrvine was truly left by Imperator, at least it would prove that neither are lying.)

Rover: (Cantarella said she was Overclocking when she tried resonating with Tyrvine.)

Rover: (That's exactly what happened with Jinhsi. Could Imperator be trying to restore Their power through a Second Awakening?)

Cantarella: By all means.

Cantarella: The Sentinel's... Arbiter?

Rover: Well, I have some information and theories of my own. Care to hear them?

Cantarella: Please. Enlighten me.

You tell Cantarella about the conversation you had with Cartethyia.

Cantarella: I would never have imagined someone already considered a martyr could still be alive.

Cantarella: What surprises me even more, is the connection you have with the Sentinel.

Cantarella: We Fisalias revere Imperator as our one true Divinity. And yet here you stand, the Arbiter of the Sentinel.

Cantarella: Then, Rover. I present my request once more...

You hand Cantarella Tyrvine. She stares at the sword for a moment before shaking her head.

Cantarella: Tyrvine can only serve its purpose while in your hands. You should have it.

Rover: The only question now is how we reach Cartethyia and Imperator's Sonoro Sphere.

Cantarella: We can discuss it on the way.

Rover: So you're the one that Cartethyia sensed wandering outside the Sonoro Sphere?

Cantarella: A question that you already know the answer to. Why bother asking?

Cantarella: Although, being described as a "jellyfish"...

Head to the underground station

Cantarella: There is a cable car in the lower levels of the Fisalia estate that leads directly to the Sonoro Sphere. The mechanism beside that wall can activate the lifts.

Rover: Are all these mechanisms really necessary?

Cantarella: Convenience isn't the only reason for having them. Some were specifically built in case an outsider decided to visit.

Leave the secret room

Arrive at the underground station

Cantarella: We've reached the old seminary's undercrypt. The gateway into the Sonoro Sphere itself lies at its center.

Cantarella: We shall continue on foot from here.

Enter the Avinoleum ruins

Venture into the ruins

Cantarella: Strange...

Cantarella: This area was clear of Tacets Discords on my last visit, and there's no Tacet Field nearby.

Cantarella: Could they have come from the Sonoro Sphere itself?

Clear the TDs

Rover: Didn't think there would be Gulpuffs here.

Cantarella: Interesting. I've never seen such little creatures before. Would you mind sparing a few for me?

Rover: (I'd better not ask what she plans to do with them...)

Exterminate the Gulpuffs

Cantarella: The road ahead will not be an easy one.

Rover: What exactly happened here?

Cantarella: The second Dark Tide... It occurred right here, at the Avinoleum. The largest seminary ever built by the Order.

Cantarella: It arrived on the very day the Blessed Maiden passed her trials and was crowned by the Order. A day when belief burned brighter than ever.

Cantarella: And when the darkness came, none escaped.

Cantarella: These days, what most people remember is the seminary disappearing into the sky. But in truth, the Dark Tide that should have spread across Rinascita vanished, along with it.

Cantarella: Yet due to a lack of records, the second Dark Tide slowly faded from memory.

Cantarella: I was there when it all happened. Still an ordinary member of the family, watching it unfold from a boat just outside the seminary.

Cantarella: It wasn't until later when I attempted to resonate with Tyrvine, that I gained a partial glimpse of the Sonoro Sphere's interior.

Rover: Sounds like someone inside the seminary did something to stop the spread.

Cantarella: Precisely. It could very well have been Cartethyia's doing. But, as with the first time, there's also the chance it was the Sentinel who turned the tide.

Cantarella: I can sense the conflict within you, the temptation to trust your Maiden. But it's best to keep those thoughts to yourself, for now.

Cantarella: The Threnodian knows where the heart is weakest and it is there it strikes the hardest.

Rover: ...

Cantarella: Of course, it's never too late to place your trust when the evidence is clear.

Cantarella: But... now is not the time, is it?

Continue onward

Leave the underground ruins

Cantarella: The gateway into the Sonoro Sphere is just on the other side of this bridge. This is the furthest I've ever managed to venture.

Cantarella: Judging from the bits of information the Sentinel gave me, Tyrvine is the key to entering the Sonoro Sphere.

Cantarella: And who can wield the Sword of Divinity but a Blessed Maiden?

Rover: But you said you left yourself a message saying that the Maiden was dead.

Cantarella: That's why I sought aid from the other Sentinels. It's a shame they all refused.

Cantarella: Luckily, you've brought me a new hope.

Continue onward

Cartethyia: Laureate. You have come.

Cartethyia: Greetings, I am Cartethyia. And you are?

Cantarella: Cantarella Fisalia.

Cartethyia: Oh, a Fisalia... It seems your ties with the Order are more complicated than they appear.

Cantarella: I had the privilege of watching the Blessed Maiden's performance at the Carnevale once.

Cantarella: I'm rather surprised. After all this time, you still look exactly as you did that day.

Cantarella: But you and I should be around the same age.

Cartethyia: I'm also unsure of what's happened to me... I've been searching for answers.

Cartethyia: This must be the Sword of Divinity—Tyrvine, the one with the Sentinel's powers sealed within.

Cantarella: You shouldn't have knowledge of this sword.

Cartethyia: Memories flowed into my mind just as you entered the Sonoro Sphere, granting me information about the sword's origins.

Rover: (Cantarella said that only those who resonate with Tyrvine are granted glimpses of its knowledge...)

Cartethyia: Would you mind if I tried touching it?

Cartethyia: The question of whose Resonator I am... is now perfectly clear.

Cartethyia: If I am not the Sentinel's Resonator. Then that must mean...

Rover: Don't jump to conclusions just yet. That doesn't prove you're the Threnodian's Resonator, nor that you aid Its cause.

Cartethyia: This connection formed between the Sentinel and the Threnodian, the second Dark Tide, and the forming of this Sonoro Sphere...

Rover: Right now, you're the sole survivor of whatever happened that day. You really don't remember anything?

Cartethyia: As you spoke, I remembered a few more things. There are two other swords.

Cartethyia: Yes, did you see them too?

Cartethyia: Placing the three swords on their respective pedestals should break the seal over the main tower...

Cartethyia: But why would this information be revealed to me now...? Is this the Threnodian's doing?

Rover: If we do nothing, we'll never get any answers.

Rover: Instead of speculating, we should use the clues we've gathered so far.

Cantarella: Lady Maiden...

Cartethyia: Please. Cartethyia would suffice. I am but a fake after all.

Cantarella: I've waited for this moment, this chance to save the Sentinel... and my family.

Cantarella: I will not turn back, even if this does turn out to be a trap.

Cantarella: If the thought of the final answer troubles you, then I suggest you step aside. Rover and I will take care of this matter.

Cartethyia: Since you are willing to overlook the possibilities of a trap, then there's no reason for me to worry and turn away.

Cartethyia: Simply place Tyrvine on the pedestal behind me and this tower will elevate itself.

Rover: What you said to Cartethyia back there...

Cantarella: Rather effective on someone of her personality, wouldn't you agree?

Rover: ...

Acclimatize to the new direction of gravity with Cartethyia's help

Cartethyia: Tacet Discords. The Dark Tide. And these ruins themselves.

Cantarella: I imagine it's also a symbolic reminder that our beliefs have been turned on their head.

Cantarella: This view matches with what I saw at the time.

Cartethyia: Until you get used to the gravity here, I suggest we travel via "Phaom."

Cartethyia: It's the name I gave to a Gondola.

Leave Traction Tower

Activate the Pool of Rising

Summon Phaom

Cantarella: This Gondola only has two seats...

Cantarella: It seems I get to enjoy a free ride after you've scouted the paths ahead.

Cantarella: Me?

Cantarella: Now's not the time to be so careless after that promise you just made to Cartethyia.

Cantarella: You should focus on learning more about this place from her. I'll be watching with great interest to see what you come up with.

Cantarella: (Chuckle.)

Cartethyia: Isn't Abby... living inside your Tacet Mark?

Cantarella: Well, then, the two of you go on ahead.

Cantarella: Greed will get you punished, you know.

Cartethyia: I'm afraid Phaom would refuse that suggestion...

Cantarella: The two of you can go on ahead.

Board Phaom

Proceed on Phaom

Get past the waterrise

Cartethyia: We'll be arriving at the first waterrise soon.

Cartethyia: A few details, if you don't mind.

Rover: Feeling nervous?

Cartethyia: Of course!

Cartethyia: The last time I tried to pass it like this...

Cartethyia: Oh... Eek!

Cartethyia: Where were my manners?

Cartethyia: ...I can assure you it won't happen again.

Cartethyia: As for the rest of the way...

Cartethyia: I see it clearly now.

Rover: You look distracted. Still thinking about what Cantarella said about fearing answers?

Cartethyia: ...My powers are very weak, and many Tacet Discords roam the Sonoro Sphere.

Cartethyia: Thus I've been limited in the areas I can explore. All I can do is sit here, lost in thought, trying to figure out who I am.

Rover: Are you afraid of knowing the answer?

Cartethyia: I am afraid... but not of the answer. I fear never finding one at all.

Clear the Dark Tide remnants

Board Phaom

Continue onward

"Phaom": *Rumbles*

Cartethyia: The vines are remnants of the Dark Tide. Phaom won't be able to cross through them...

Cartethyia: Let's disembark here and find a way to clear the path.

Clear the Dark Tide remnants on the statues

Board Phaom

Continue onward

Get past the waterrise

Continue onward

Deal with the obstruction

Rover: Did you feel any discomfort while we were clearing out the remnants?

Cartethyia: Nothing out of the ordinary... I felt fine.

Cartethyia: I suppose this alone is not enough to determine whose Resonator I am.

Rover: You've helped a lot. Don't worry about that for now.

Cartethyia: ...

Rover: Another waterrise is coming up. You planning to hold on to something?

Cartethyia: Why didn't you tell me sooner?!

Cartethyia: Phew...

Rover: By the way. You said the inverted gravity is to stop the Dark Tide from descending into the city.

Rover: But all we've seen so far are just its remnants.

Cartethyia: ...That's because this very waterway we're sailing on used to be the Dark Tide itself.

Cartethyia: In these waters, gravity isn't the only thing that's inverted. Its very essence is, too.

Try to clear all Dark Tide remnants on the statues at once

Board Phaom

Continue onward

Get past the waterrise

Approach the Tower of Salvation

Cartethyia: I'd rather know I'm a villain than remain a wanderer, lost in a world without understanding.

Cartethyia: To live with no memory of the past... Would it be so different from choosing to end it all?

Cartethyia: I must find the answer... Only then will I know how to face the memories I still carry.

Cartethyia: As for you, if I really am...

Rover: I can take care of myself.

Rover: If it comes to that, I'll still remember the girl who cared enough to worry about me.

Arrive at the Tower of Salvation

Cartethyia: I should go back for Cantarella. Will you wait here for us?

Rover: Of course.

Cartethyia: I hope you won't mind the extra trip, Phaom.

"Phaom": *Rumbles*

It doesn't take long for Cartethyia to return and the three of you regroup.

Cartethyia: Your smile is rather concerning...

Cantarella: Oh I insist. Here, take this.

Cartethyia: Up ahead is the Tower of Salvation. That's where the first pedestal is located.

Rover: Tower of Salvation?

Cartethyia: Yes. A name taken from the Order's Codex.

Enter the Tower of Salvation

Place Tyrvine on its pedestal

Prestigious Elder: No longer shall you bear these thorns as a reminder. Forged from primordial seas... this crown shall grant a new identity.

Prestigious Elder: Fleurdelys. Child of Divinity. The Immaculate One. Will you uphold the sacred teachings of the Order of the Deep?

Familiar Girl: I will.

Prestigious Elder: Salvation. Unity. Ascension... Of these three doctrines, which do you choose?

Familiar Girl: I choose Salvation. I wish to be the Master's blade, striking evil, upholding virtue, and offering salvation to those in peril.

Prestigious Elder: In the name of Divinity, I bestow upon you this crown. May the blood of justice never run dry.

Prestigious Elder: Through this sacred rite, you become the bridge between the heavens and the living.

Prestigious Elder: From this day forward, you shall be the Master's sole receiver and herald.

Prestigious Elder: Rise, Blessed Maiden Fleurdelys.

Prestigious Elder: None but the Master shall ever have the right to command you to bend the knee.

Abby: Aaaahhhhhhh! I told you to stop sticking random stuff in here!!!

Abby: I should ask you that! What did you do just now, huh?

Abby: I was dozing when bam! Outta nowhere a giant blue ball landed on top of me.

Abby: It almost squished me!

Rover: I'm guessing putting Tyrvine on the pedestal has something to do with it.

Cantarella: The Sentinel of Jinzhou... If what our little Echo friend says is true, then the frequency that entered your Tacet Mark could be Imperator's powers.

Abby: Huh? But the Sentinel isn't even here.

Rover: The power to split and manipulate space...

Cantarella: It is reminiscent of the moment of Tyrvine's creation. Only this time the place of confinement has become your Tacet Mark.

Abby: But why would it do that?

Cartethyia: I believe it was meant for the "true" Maiden.

Cartethyia: Under the right circumstances, the one to wield this sword and enter the Sonoro Sphere would be the Sentinel's Resonator, the Blessed Maiden.

Cartethyia: The Sentinel entrusted Their power to the Resonator so that she could lend assistance when the corruption of the Threnodian altered Them. Quite logical, isn't it?

Abby: You don't seem too thrilled about it.

Rover: If Imperator set this in motion, then Their original plan has already failed.

Rover: Cartethyia, that means your guidance holds the key now.

Cartethyia: But...

Rover: I believe in you.

Rover: Is there anything else you remember?

Rover: But I didn't see the Dark Tide.

Cartethyia: That is all I can remember...

Cantarella: Is that what you saw?

Cartethyia: You witnessed it as well, Cantarella?

Cantarella: No. I only saw fragmented, blurry images...

Cantarella: They seemed to belong to other places within the Sonoro Sphere.

Cantarella: You're the one who needs rest most of all.

Cantarella: After all, it's still only a possibility that the frequency you absorbed is the Sentinel's powers. Rest now, to ensure it doesn't take a toll on you.

Abby: I'm gonna hit the sack as well.

Abby: Boy, it's so cramped in here...

First Night

Rest up for tomorrow (Progresses quest)

Abby: You mean besides being squashed behind that blue thing? Yeah, I guess.

Abby: It's not a single frequency. It's like it's mixed up with something else, or kinda like... a piece of a cookie that's been crumbled in with everything else.

Abby: To see if it was a threat... I can now say with certainty that it isn't.

Abby: But since it's a crumbly mess, other than taking up space, it's pretty useless.

Rover: We might encounter something similar at the next two pedestals.

Rover: Keep an eye on this for me, will you?

Abby: Will do! You can count on me one hundred percent.

The night passes in silence. Cantarella is the first to wake and notice the subtle sounds coming from outside.

Talk to Cartethyia (Optional)

Cartethyia: It is "Paradise."

Rover: I take it you don't mean that in a good way?

Cartethyia: "It is a place where sickness, hunger, sorrow, despair, and dullness of heart cease to exist. There, deacons sing eternal hymns..."

Cartethyia: From a literal standpoint, this line describes the Dark Tide perfectly.

Cartethyia: In the beginning, the Dark Tide would claim only the areas it touched, assimilating all life as its vanguard to clear the way for its spread.

Cartethyia: The dead... they would grow mouths and sing hymns, day and night. They didn't need eyes or ears, for their purpose was to spread blindness and madness.

Cartethyia: Even those who did not believe were drawn irresistibly to the Leviathan's creed. And for those already deceived, it was all but inevitable.

Cartethyia: When a soul is corrupted to its core, it will sing hymns without end on its sleepless journey to merge with the Dark Tide.

Cartethyia: And when every faithful soul has returned to "Paradise," the land consumed by the Dark Tide will begin its pilgrimage, drawn by darkened skies, spreading its "gospel" to wherever it lands next.

Cartethyia: The final act of the Dark Tide is.... the "Journeying Paradise."

Rover: Is this the future you saw after coming into contact with the Dark Tide?

Talk to Cantarella (Optional)

Rover: Is it true that the Fisalia family was one of the factions that started the conflict in that stained glass?

Cantarella: The leader of one such faction, to be exact.

Cantarella: That was a long time ago. After their defeat, the union was disbanded under immense pressure, and the Fisalias gradually withdrew from the public eye.

Rover: Is this why you had no choice but to publicly change your beliefs?

Cantarella: No. The reasons for the Fisalia family relinquishing their pride and enduring disgrace are far more intricate than that.

Rover: What do you mean?

Cantarella: Long ago, Tyrvine was actually given to the Fisalia family by the first Primus, Napoli the Second.

Cantarella: When the conflict had settled, he arranged a private meeting with the head of the family to reveal the truths behind the pilgrimage.

Cantarella: He told the Fisalias that when he traveled through the first Dark Tide and reached its end, there was no sanctuary. Only a battlefield filled with darkness and suffering.

Cantarella: The heavenly voices he heard were not revelations from the Divinity, but the seductive whispers of the Threnodian casting a lure for puppets to bite.

Cantarella: As I told you before, Leviathan is a Threnodian who uses beliefs to spread a spiritual plague. You see, it requires a puppet to carry Its voice.

Cantarella: The Sentinel realized the Threnodian's plots, and thus the first Dark Tide was launched as a hasty reaping of Ragunna and the Sentinel.

Cantarella: To save Ragunna from the grim fate brought by the Dark Tide, the Sentinel split a portion of Their power and entrusted it to Napoli the Second.

Cantarella: This power allowed him to imbue the Echoes with the strength to repel the Tacet Discords and purify the Dark Tide.

Rover: And this power was released through the lantern depicted in the stained glass?

Cantarella: Yes. The other part was kept inside Tyrvine.

Cantarella: It was in that very moment, when the Sentinel's power had been weakened, that the Threnodian corrupted and merged with Their body, transforming the Sentinel into the form you see today.

Rover: If what you're saying is true... the first Primus should've been on Imperator's side.

Rover: Did the spiritual plague you mentioned affect him?

Cantarella: Although the Primus's body remained whole, his soul was torn apart, caught in the ceaseless struggle between the Threnodian and the Sentinel within the body they now shared.

Cantarella: The Sentinel's power failed to shield the Primus from the Threnodian's influence. As the two Divinities vied for dominance, he... succumbed to many misdeeds against his own people.

Cantarella: In the end, during that private meeting, he confessed the truth to the head of the Fisalias and begged for release.

Rover: So that's why he passed so abruptly...

Leave the tower

Cantarella: I thought I'd slip away quietly and avoid any fuss. But now, here I am, dealing with all of you.

Cantarella: Since you're all here, how about a morning stroll?

Deal with the unwanted guests

Cantarella: They're a lot feistier than before.

Rover: Need help?

Cantarella: Well, this is where our paths must part.

Cartethyia: You're here for the Sentinel, why would you leave now?

Cantarella: What I saw yesterday caught my attention. It may be tied to the Sentinel.

Cantarella: And besides, I'd rather not spend the day twiddling my thumbs, seeing as your Gondola only holds two.

Rover: Are you sure you want to go alone?

Cantarella: Such concern for me. I do hope to see the fruits of your labor when I return.

Cantarella: Mind if I take Tyrvine?

Cartethyia: Go ahead, it's no use now that it's out of the pedestal... its energy is gone.

Cantarella: It may still come in handy.

Rover: ...I'll add you in my Terminal. Call me if you need help.

Cantarella: Hehe... I just might ring you up once things are settled.

You open your Terminal and exchange contact information. Cantarella leaves with Tyrvine.

Board Phaom

Cartethyia: If only I could still fight...

Rover: Everyone's doing their part. Don't worry, nobody's perfect.

Head to Zargon Garden

Take Hognis, the Sword of Discord

Board Phaom

Continue onward

Head to the Tower of Unity

Cartethyia: What you said back there... Thank you.

Rover: The way you were when you saw the Plushie Echo... it was... unexpected.

Rover: I think "The Martyrdom of Blessed Fleurdelys" needs a rewrite.

Cartethyia: What's that?

Rover: A play about you written by Cristoforo the playwright.

Cartethyia: Oh, how did he portray me?

Rover: Ahem... "I would rather hear the joyous songs of the masses than any solemn hymn of remembrance. Perhaps the Sentinel feels the same."

Cartethyia: I'd never say that!

Rover: In the end, no matter what anyone else says...

Rover: As long as you stay true to yourself, everything will be alright.

Rover: Doesn't matter if it's the Threnodian or the Sentinel. They don't get to change who you are.

Cartethyia: ...

Place Hognis on its pedestal

Familiar Girl: Ha... Ha... Ha...

A Hippocamp-like Creature: Fleurdelys, my Resonator, why dost thou persist?

A Hippocamp-like Creature: Why abandon thy oath? Why hinder the spread of my gospel?

Familiar Girl: You are a false Divinity... Gehinnom will reveal the truth.

A Hippocamp-like Creature: Gehinnom, the lone dragon to have escaped?

A Hippocamp-like Creature: The one blessed by the Dark Tide shall return to us. Continue thy disobedience at the risk of insanity.

A Hippocamp-like Creature: Look around, thou hast none left.

A Hippocamp-like Creature: My most beloved Resonator, why persist in the error of thy ways?

Familiar Girl: I will never forget my cause.

Familiar Girl: If Divinity takes up arms against the innocent, I will raise my sword against Divinity!

Familiar Girl: With the support and hope of countless souls, I stand before you.

Familiar Girl: They fell, so I may rise!

Cartethyia: You saw that too?

Cartethyia: I understand...

Cartethyia: Anna... Casidomo... Olmnat... everyone...

Cartethyia: I am finally... finally able to face all of you...

Cartethyia: I am not your enemy, and your sacrifices were not in vain...

Abby: Hey Rover, just now there was...

Rover: Shh... later.

Rover: Someone needs a quiet moment.

Cartethyia: Sorry you had to see me lose my composure.

Cartethyia: I've found my true self again. It does not matter if I am indeed the Threnodian's Resonator.

Cartethyia: Because I know who to stand by and who to cut down.

Cartethyia: Some of my memories have returned, thanks to you and Cantarella.

Rover: Feeling better?

Cartethyia: No, not yet. Not until we free the Sentinel and defeat the Threnodian.

Cartethyia: That is why we need to investigate the frequency you absorbed earlier.

Abby: Aha, my turn to shine!

Abby: Of course not, it reeks! Just the smell alone is enough.

Abby: Like I said, it's mixed up with something. Too tough to chew.

Cartethyia: If the Sentinel splits Their own energy to prepare the "true" Blessed Maiden...

Cartethyia: Possibly, but the Threnodian's energy would damage the body of the Sentinel's Resonator.

Cartethyia: You wouldn't be affected since Abby resides within you.

Cartethyia: But surely a second frequency would interfere with the resonance of the Sentinel's "true" Blessed Maiden.

Rover: The answer might lie in the other frequencies that got mixed in.

Rover: The answer might lie behind the third sealed passageway.

Rover: (Cartethyia is starting to make sense of things, but she'll need time to get her head straight.)

Rover: Same as before? We'll keep watch tonight and continue our journey tomorrow.

Cartethyia: Of course.

Standing next to the abandoned house Ciaccona mentioned, you feel the faint breeze of the sea.

Rest up for tomorrow (Progresses quest)

Abby: Nope... nada, zilch!

Abby: I can't shake the feeling that the two frequencies are somehow connected.

Rover: Imperator has the power to split energy, and Leviathan to merge and assimilate...

Rover: So, the source of that connection might very well be Leviathan's powers at work.

Abby: Yeah... could be?

Abby: Isn't there one last place to go? Who knows what you'll need to cram into your Tacet Mark next!

Wake up

Soft singing rouses you from a light sleep.

Rover: Is that Cartethyia?

Talk to Cartethyia (Optional)

Cartethyia: Dragon Tacet Discords lived here long before the Rinascita settlers arrived. With time and patience, the Order tamed them into Echoes.

Cartethyia: They are fiercely intelligent and have their own social order.

Cartethyia: Gehinnom... was their king, and the only one we believed could lift the siege of the Dark Tide.

Call Cantarella (Optional)

...

Cantarella: So... a portion of energy was split from the Threnodian.

Rover: Do you trust Cartethyia now?

Cantarella: ...Rover, the soul is like a boiling cauldron.

Cantarella: You may know the ingredients you add, but who can predict what would come of it?

Cantarella: It might become an elixir, or perhaps a poison. Or, perhaps, it will simply fizzle away into nothingness.

Cantarella: I've watched it happen far too many times.

Cantarella: One must never grow complacent.

Rover: So... any updates on your end?

Cantarella: I found several things which may tip the scales in our favor.

Rover: Such as?

Cantarella: It would take too long to explain... and you deserve your rest, don't you?

Cantarella: I will be there when your journey ends. We will speak of it then.

Rover: Were you singing just then?

Cartethyia: Yes, a farewell song from the people of Rinascita. We usually sing it when a friend is about to leave.

Cartethyia: During that battle, I never got to say goodbye or mourn their passing.

Cartethyia: And before my memories came back, I wasn't sure if I was worthy of paying them my respects.

Cartethyia: So now, even though I know these are just lingering frequencies, and they might not understand me...

Cartethyia: I just... I want to say goodbye properly, and thank them.

Cartethyia: Do you think I'm... fooling myself?

Rover: No... I'm sure they can feel what's in your heart.

Rover: I'm not just saying that to comfort you. I believe it's possible.

Rover: I once saw two friends, one who was already dead, reconcile with each other from within a Sonoro Sphere.

Rover: When frequencies are concentrated in one place, it's possible that their Reverberations could still carry traces of human will.

Cartethyia: Meaning...

Rover: They might still be able to hear and feel.

Rover: Your voice, your goodbyes, your feelings... could have reached them.

Rover: After all, these frequencies are strong enough to manifest in the real world.

Cartethyia: Really?

Rover: They haven't made a move against us. They must still remember you, which means they can probably hear you, too.

Cartethyia: I'm glad...

Cartethyia: No. If they can still hear and feel, then the time for goodbyes hasn't come.

Cartethyia: I need to give them a real victory.

Rover: You can ease up a little. As long as their obsession holds and the Sonoro Sphere stays intact, they won't vanish.

Cartethyia: Bound by obsession... till relieved of duty.

Rover: Cartethyia?

Cartethyia: Nothing, just a stray thought.

Rover: Hey, since we know you don't carry any blame, should I call you Cartethyia or Fleurdelys?

Cartethyia: Cartethyia... Yes, Cartethyia will do.

Wake up at daybreak

Cartethyia: Good morning...um...

Rover: Morning Cartethyia.

Cartethyia: It's time to go. Today is the day we settle this.

Rover: Mm-hmm. Let's do it.

"Phaom": *Waaaaagh*

Cartethyia: Phaom is telling us to hurry up.

Fly to Phaom

Board Phaom

Go through the Knight's Waterway

Find Haultir

Complete the last trial

You notice scratch marks on the side of the tree. It seems they were used to mark someone's height as they grew.

Board Phaom

"Phaom": *Waaaaagh*

Continue onward

Rover: Did you know that Echo well?

Cartethyia: Cadanto was my first Echo after I joined the Order.

Cartethyia: When I stood against the Threnodian, he took a mortal blow meant for me and fell to the Dark Tide...

Cartethyia: I never thought he'd come back as a Tacet Discord.

Rover: But he still recognized this sword...and was still trying to protect it.

Cartethyia: Haultier was my saber. I practiced with it often in sparring sessions with Cadanto.

Cartethyia: Looks like he's still trapped in the past, doesn't it?

Arrive at the Tower of Ascension

Rover: He's back again.

Defeat Cadanto

Abby: He's a tough cookie!

Abby: I wanna eat...

Abby: Eh?

Rover: I'll handle this.

Cartethyia: Please allow him to fight at your side.

Get to the pedestal via the "Door of Unity" morph painting

Place Haultir on its pedestal

Echoing Voice: Fleurdelys, wilt thou return to me?

Familiar Girl: Someone must expose your lies. As long as there is a sliver of hope, I will not give up.

Echoing Voice: Is that so? Then I shall reveal the truth.

Echoing Voice: Fleurdelys...

Echoing Voice: Why dost thou resonate with me?

Familiar Girl: What...?

Echoing Voice: Why dost thou hear into the minds of the faithful?

Echoing Voice: Why dost thou act as my Oracle?

Echoing Voice: All this, and yet thou does not question?

Familiar Girl: Shut up!

Echoing Voice: The answer... is this.

Echoing Voice: Fleurdelys... Thou art my creation!

Echoing Voice: I made thee. Thy life, thy hopes, thy will, thy past.

Echoing Voice: All that thou are, I made "whole," I made "perfect."

Echoing Voice: I fed upon the trust, adoration, and longing heaped upon thee by the masses.

Echoing Voice: Thy resonance brought forth the second Dark Tide.

Familiar Girl: Ahhhh!!!!

Abby: Wh-wh-what?! Those clashing frequencies just... calmed down?!

Abby: That feels way better.

Cartethyia: I'm starting to remember everything, just like you sensed I would.

Cartethyia: The force that modulated the Sentinel and Threnodian's frequencies came from me.

Cartethyia: This crown... it turned into what it is after the Dark Tide came.

Cartethyia: This is what the Threnodian uses to control Its Resonator.

Cartethyia: When the Threnodian unleashed the second Dark Tide, "I"—as the Cartethyia you see before you—split the part of myself that wished to live after seeing the corruption that stood before me.

Cartethyia: I chose to be broken from the very beginning to escape the Threnodian's inevitable grasp.

Cartethyia: You see, when I destroyed the Threnodian that had taken over the Sentinel's body, It immediately began to assimilate into Fleurdelys, Its Resonator.

Cartethyia: She was the part of "me" that was left after I split myself. She retained the most power, and now hopes to one day destroy everything... even herself.

Cartethyia: The Threnodian's endless whispers and screeches are slowly chipping away at Fleurdelys' resolve.

Cartethyia: That's why she had no choice but to split her power's frequencies, just to buy herself more time.

Cartethyia: We don't have much time left.

Cartethyia: So, you see... I have been instinctively searching for someone to wield that power.

Cartethyia: All that was given, possessed, or taken by the false Divinity, I must pass to the one capable of resisting It.

Cartethyia: This is how I intend to lay the false Divinity to rest.

Cartethyia: Fleurdelys, the part of me I left behind. The one that also contains the Threnodian.

Cartethyia: Bound by obsession, till relieved of duty.

Cartethyia: Today, the part of me that wishes to live on will vanish. Is it because my wish has finally been fulfilled?

Cartethyia: Will you accompany me one last time?

Leave via the "Door of Unity"

Board Phaom

Cartethyia: Ah... seems like I won't get a chance to apologize to Cantarella.

Cartethyia: Her preparations were futile.

Cartethyia: ... Please tell her I'm sorry.

Head to the Path of Bestowal

Disembark

Cartethyia: This was where everything started, the origin of the second Dark Tide.

Cartethyia: I have one final request. Now that you have the power to split and merge energy, there is something only you can do.

Cartethyia: Please... use the connection I still share with Fleurdelys to bring the last fragments of her tortured consciousness here.

Cartethyia: I have lived my life to the fullest. I would like the ones who are left to do so as well.

Cartethyia: Cartethyia has had her wish fulfilled. Now it's Fleurdelys' turn.

Cartethyia: She seeks self-destruction, to end the Divinity, and with it, her torment.

Cartethyia: She has lost all hope and believes that no rescue is possible.

Cartethyia: Remaking us as one is the only way I can think of to fulfill her wish... or rather, grant her what "we" wish.

Cartethyia: I was born to this world cursed. The Threnodian intended for me to live as a threat to others.

Cartethyia: But the puppet born of Its wickedness will become the prison that seals Its fate.

Cartethyia: "I" shall be whole again, true to myself at last.

Cartethyia: A fitting end, don't you think?

Cartethyia: I have reached my final destination. One last swan song, and then the lights go out!

Rover: I understand...

Cartethyia: Thank you...

Cartethyia: And... forgive me.

Abby: Ahhhhh... I can't hold it any longer...

Cartethyia: Why? Why are you doing this?! Neither Cartethyia nor Fleurdelys should continue to exist!

Cartethyia: Don't go...

Rover: I heard your request...

Rover: But I prefer to handle this my way.

Cantarella: Not even whole, yet still ever so determined.

Cartethyia: Cantarella...

Cantarella: Phaom brought me here. I'd have shown myself earlier...

Cantarella: But it didn't seem like the right time to interrupt.

Cantarella: Looks like what I prepared could still be put to good use.

Cartethyia: Tyrvine...

Cantarella: The Sentinel's Sword. It will help you resist the Threnodian's attack.

Cartethyia: What's inside?

Cantarella: To pass the Divine Trials, every potential Maiden must resonate with the Sentinel through Tyrvine.

Cantarella: Those who survive receive fragments of truth, but at a cost. Memories lost in varying degrees.

Cantarella: The lost memories fall into this Sonoro Sphere, each carrying faint traces of the Sentinel's power. The power within those fragments of truth.

Cantarella: Tyrvine absorbs this energy.

Cantarella: The Sentinel's energy flows through you. You are more than worthy of wielding this sword.

Cantarella: But you, Cartethyia... you alone must choose to wield it. Only then will it become the "Blessed Maiden's Sword."

Cartethyia: Does it also hold the sacrifice you made?

Cantarella: No... My sacrifice was used up long ago.

Cantarella: At the time I resonated with the Sentinel, I saw..."you" through Their distorted eyes.

Cantarella: Or rather, I saw Fleurdelys battling the Threnodian.

Cantarella: In that moment, I made a sacrifice that would shift the balance of power.

Cartethyia: Was it...

Cantarella: The energy I received from the Sentinel's Second Awakening.

Cantarella: I split it from myself and offered it back to the Sentinel so They could, for a moment, regain control of Their body.

Cantarella: Only by doing this could Fleurdelys seize the moment to kill the already tainted Sentinel.

Cantarella: So...

Cantarella: The real Blessed Maiden is dead.

Cantarella: But there is no reason why the "false" Blessed Maiden cannot herself become the "true" Blessed Maiden, is there?

Cantarella: A person of true character should never be defined by an inanimate blade.

Cantarella: Both you and I were cursed to be mere playthings of the Threnodian, but that doesn't mean we cannot reshape our fate.

Cartethyia: Thank you... in spite of my curse, my life of hardship, I must still save what is true.

Cantarella: Had you not stopped the second Dark Tide... Well, it is we who should be thanking you.

Cantarella: Huh... at least you can't accuse me of ingratitude... I just need a moment's rest.

Cantarella: Apologies, but they're doing something rather important.

Cantarella: Please...

Cantarella: Do give them some privacy.

Rover: Abby?

Abby: Yep, I get it. We gonna yoink Leviathan out?

Abby: But all you have left is the energy I ate before. Are you sure that's enough?

Rover: Some things, you just gotta do.

Face Them

Fleurdelys: Come to me, mighty godkiller.

Battle with Fleurdelys

Fleurdelys: You are much weaker.

Rover: I'm here... to save you!

Fleurdelys: End me, or I will end you.

Continue onward

Fleurdelys: Imperator's? No... Your own power?

Fleurdelys: Useless!

Cartethyia: As long as I can save the person in front of me...

Cartethyia: I am not useless!

Cartethyia: No retreat!

Cartethyia: At least... break, damn it!

Cartethyia: I tried everything... How could this be...

Cartethyia: Again... I failed...

Cartethyia: I'm sorry...

Cartethyia: This warm light must not fade...

Cartethyia: Take my power, my blessings, my past. Seek out a future...

Cartethyia: Where I am your blade. We'll find it together.

Cartethyia: Rover.

Win the battle

Obtain victory

Imperator: Arbiter, forgive me for meeting thee in such a form.

Rover: Imperator? I thought you...

Imperator: Soon, thou shalt recall all.

Imperator: Thou didst desire that I uncover the Threnodian's true nature. So I set forth a condition: that my root privileges be unbound, that I might act without restriction.

Rover: With unrestricted access, you were going to...

Imperator: Merge with Leviathan, a measure of last resort. At the time, I had no other recourse.

Imperator: The Threnodian is a taint upon civilization. Only by partaking of Its blight could I seek to comprehend It.

Rover: So, what did you learn?

Imperator: The Threnodian cannot be undone whilst civilization endureth. Even It knows not the means of Its own destruction.

Imperator: But we may yet shackle It.

Rover: What role does Cartethyia play in this?

Imperator: When Leviathan merged with me, It breached my mind.

Imperator: I offered knowledge of the "Resonator," yet concealed one small truth.

Imperator: Beings such as we may bear but a single Resonator.

Imperator: The Threnodian used my return pod to conceive an entity known as "Fleurdelys," to make her Its Resonator.

Imperator: After centuries of failure, by sheer trial it found success but once.

Imperator: We were of one body. Therefore, when Fleurdelys became Leviathan's Resonator, she also became mine.

Imperator: But mark this well. To the Sentinel, a Resonator is an anchor; to the Threnodian, they are but a shackle.

Rover: What made you decide to leave Tyrvine with the Fisalias?

Imperator: When first I did merge with the Threnodian, I sought only but to bide, awaiting a Resonator of steadfast will to join me in the war against the Threnodian.

Imperator: After Fleurdelys's conception, Cantarella became my safeguard.

Imperator: But had Fleurdelys fallen to the Threnodian's sway, as long as one mortal using Tyrvine passed the Second Awakening to become my own Resonator...

Imperator: Then the law that no being shall bear more than one Resonator at a time wouldst have been shattered.

Imperator: This wouldst rend asunder the frequencies of I, Imperator, Leviathan, and Fleurdelys in a tempest of chaos, and the Threnodian wouldst not escape destruction.

Imperator: Such was my intention... yet Cantarella chose another way.

Not all journey toward a final destination. Some are destined to pave the way.

Take my energy. I will find a way out myself.

I trust this will serve to pave the way for you.

Imperator: She forfeited all the power of the Second Awakening, surrendering it unto me.

Imperator: With that newfound power, I did briefly regain control, and in that moment, compelled Fleurdelys to strike at my form as it was, corrupted by the Threnodian.

Rover: But that wasn't your original plan.

Imperator: No... it was an unexpected variable.

Imperator: A plan I could not have conceived... or rather, a plan born of hope.

Imperator: Perhaps this is the influence humanity has wrought upon me... To change is to be free.

Imperator: Fleurdelys overcame the fate Leviathan ordained, and so too did Cantarella walk a path unscribed in my records.

Imperator: Though the journey was fraught with twists, we stand victorious.

Rover: I don't know if the end justifies the means.

Imperator: Arbiter... was I wrong?

Rover: ...I can't speak for what I wasn't a part of.

Rover: You did what you could do in that moment. Anyone still standing because of it doesn't get to judge.

Imperator: Arbiter, in the few moments we have left, might I speak with Fleurdelys?

Rover: Call her Cartethyia, that's what she wanted.

Rover: How do you intend to bring her back?

Imperator: Me.

Imperator: This dying breeze hath little time left. Let it guide her on its final journey.

Imperator: Arbiter. One question remains...

Imperator: Arbiter, take these words to the Fisalias. "From this day forth. You are free."

Imperator: Cartethyia. Awaken.

Cartethyia: You are...

Imperator: I am Imperator, a being that owes you a great debt. I... have a question I wish to ask thee.

Imperator: Dost thou rage at how life has unfolded? Dost thou renounce faith or hold resentment?

Imperator: If thou wishes to forget, I can erase the past from thy memory.

Cartethyia: ...Such memories do bring me pain, but... that is evidence of their truth.

Cartethyia: Without the truth, I would not have had to strength to carry on.

Cartethyia: The truth is a beacon in the maelstrom of my life.

Cartethyia: And I would rather suffer for it and rejoice in it than abandon it to blissful ignorance.

Cartethyia: I am true to myself. Please don't make me forget who I am.

Imperator: I have heard thy wish.

Fleurdelys: If "I" go, you will be one step closer to perfection.

Cartethyia: No... if you do that, "I" wouldn't be "me."

Cartethyia: To deny my own self and my experiences means any perfection I reach will be hollow.

Cartethyia: I would be "heartless."

Imperator: Thou hast need of Divinity no longer.

Imperator: Though my power hath waned, I now offer thee my blessings.

Imperator: Let the winds of the past depart. The ships of this new era no longer need their guidance.

Imperator: Though the tide's rage is endless, humanity shall yet embark upon new voyages.

Imperator: No longer shall scroll and prophecy bind, but by thy will shall forge a new era.

Imperator: Cartethyia, thou art worthy to bear the title of Blessed Maiden.

Talk to Cartethyia

Cartethyia: Oh, that? I can actually control how it appears.

Cartethyia: This crown... can remind me of things that I should never forget.

Cartethyia: Yes. I'm fine!

Cartethyia: You're strong, stronger than me.

Cartethyia: You could defy my wishes, ignore my pleas, defeat me, and in the end save me.

Cartethyia: But... if one day you find yourself in a similar predicament to mine. Who's going to save you?

Cartethyia: Your bond with the Sentinel is now a bond with me.

Cartethyia: You were Their "Arbiter," and They were your helper. But I want to go beyond that.

Cartethyia: I want to be more than someone who works on trifles like harmonizing the frequencies between you and Abby.

Abby: Hey, I'm more than a trifle! Uh, wait- didn't realize you're the reason I stopped feeling icky...

Cartethyia: Should the day come when you find yourself in a similar predicament to mine...

Cartethyia: Hm... If that were to ever happen, wouldn't I need greater power to set you right?

Cartethyia: Then I shall not rest until I have surpassed you.

Rover: Right now, you're less a Blessed Maiden and more a steely knight.

Cartethyia: Well, my one creed is to be true to myself. In that sense...

Cartethyia: I am rather headstrong.

Cartethyia: A knight... Yes, perhaps I'll be a knight errant, that does sound appealing.

Cartethyia: Then it is agreed.

Cartethyia: I'll go later.

Cantarella: Hehe... I shouldn't put my guest on the spot. Moving on...

Cantarella: How is Cartethyia?

Rover: She needs time.

Cantarella: Understandable. Her transition back to mortal life is a drastic departure from her former existence.

Cantarella: Now, I suppose I should thank you.

Rover: What's this?

Cantarella: Bloodpact's Pledge. A symbol of the unbreakable pact between you and the Fisalia family.

Cantarella: Each head of the family is entitled to one and only one.

Cantarella: You vanquished the Threnodian and brought peace at last to the Fisalias. You should have it.

Cantarella: Consider this a token of gratitude.

Rover: Is that the only one?

Rover: Before I forget, Imperator left a message.

Cantarella: ...Tell me, I'm ready.

Rover: "From this day forth. You are free."

Cantarella: ...I'll remember that.

Rover: Will you tell the others?

Cantarella: I've spent so long preparing for this day. A few more will hardly make a difference.

Rover: I'll take my leave then.

Cantarella: More tea before you go?