Alright, any more weird shadows that wanna get blown to pieces?
Strange Shadow
β
W
Well, shit. There actually is one.
Amiya
Cutting down their numbers is most likely pointless, W. They're simply the projections of the revenant's power.
Amiya
So long as the revenant dwells on the ship, there will be no end to its creations.
Amiya
This is nothing more than a means to buy time.
W
Then how about I blow a couple more holes until the revenant decides to come out of hiding?
Kal'tsit
I'm afraid that won't work.
Kal'tsit
This whole ship is nothing but the revenant's husk. Even if you were to destroy the ship's outer shell or blow it, the revenant would still be able to keep it running with witchcraft.
Kal'tsit
It would only temporarily keep it functional, but it would be more than enough to take them to Amnannam.
Kal'tsit
To completely stop the airship, we must find and destroy the revenant's core.
W
Gotta say, we Sarkaz are up to some really weird shit. Keeps you up at night.
W
Can't we take care of this with a bomb?
Kal'tsit
The firepower of an entire fleet's main guns might break through its outer shell, stopping it from operating, even using witchcraft.
W
...
W
Alright, let's go look for that core, then.
W
One day, I'm gonna get myself a cannon.
How do we find the revenant's core?
Kal'tsit
I'm not certain. As the true core of the airship, it is certainly protected by layers of defenses, hidden away carefully in some cabin.
Kal'tsit
We will only uncover it by infiltrating deeper into the ship.
Kal'tsit
This also means that our enemies will be able to defend it much more easily.
Kal'tsit
There is no time.
Is the revenant privy to everything about the airship?
Kal'tsit
Theoretically, but the airship is large in size. Its attention is limited.
W
Ines's been on this ship, and she still got out of here without a scratch, didn't she?
W
Well, it could also be because she's not a real Sarkaz and can't feel the mental pressure the revenant lays on.
We need to work with each other.We must find a way to distract the revenant.
Amiya
Doctor, you mean...?
When somebody's hurting real bad, they won't notice an insect crawling up their pants.
W, I need your help.
W
...Oh?
W
Come clean. Is this a trap you've been setting up for a long time, and you're only telling me about it now?
You're the best one for the job.
W
Hah.
No one makes a ruckus better than you.
W
Guilty as charged.
W
Alright, buy some time. Then buy some more.
W
Lemme get one thing clear, though. I'm not your bait this time.
If the revenant's really sharper than we thought...
You wink at Amiya, who stares blankly at you for a second before nodding.
Light it up, W.
W
That enough of a ruckus for you?
W
Alright, you insects. Don't get spotted too easily.
W
...Not until you find her.
Kal'tsit
Doctor, Amiya, we'll enter the airship through the opening W made.
Each and every corridor looks the same. Each and every staircase seems to be connected to the same space.
These are nothing but the revenant's blood vessels, and its will can manifest anywhere.
Amiya
It's no good. We can't shake them!
Now, W!
You find it difficult to keep your eyes open because of the massive explosion, but the plan continues to be executed as expected.
W
Bunny, swap sides!
W
Kal'tsit, have your little pet hold onto the dead weight. We need to quicklyβ
W
Hold on, this place...
Suddenly, you are struck with a bad feeling.
Something's not rightβ
W's bombs can't be this strong!
Using the explosion's momentum, the entire corridor is being torn apart by its master's own will.
You feel yourself sliding down a corridor leading downstairs.
W
Hey, old hagβ
You try your hardest to maintain your balance and look toward where you last saw Kal'tsit, only to find that she has been completely engulfed by the black shadow.
Amiya
The revenant itself tore the structure here apart! It's trying toβ
A loud bang can be heard, and Amiya disappears on the other end of the collapsing corridor.
W
Grrβ
W
Little bunny, hold on.
A black shadow sweeps by, separating you and W. The moment you two turn around, a sharp blade made of witchcraft slices through where you two were moments earlier.
Mon3tr
(Impatient braying)
It fails to hook onto your collar with its claw, and you tumble downstairs down the corridor.
Mon3tr
(Impatient howling)
Before your crash into the floor of the area downstairs, a hand grabs you by your collar from behind.
W
Gotcha...
W
No, I should say... you finally fell right into my hands.