I’m not like her.
But that night, Emil understood.
“They fear what they don’t understand,” a voice slithered through his skull. Ratatosk’s voice. Deeper, older, and thoroughly annoyed. “You’re thinking too loud, coward. I can taste your self-pity.” tales of symphonia dawn of the new world undub
Marta’s eyes flickered with a silver glow—a side effect of wielding the Eternal Sword’s residual power. “What does he see?” I’m not like her
“It wouldn’t have,” Ratatosk muttered, but there was something new in his tone. Not pride, exactly. Respect. “The vessel didn’t break. For once.” Ratatosk’s voice
Emil accepted the bread but didn’t eat. Below, the new Luin was being rebuilt—not with mana, but with human hands. The Vanguard remnants had scattered, but whispers of a new “Blood Purge” had surfaced near Sybak. That’s why they’d come. That’s why he was necessary.