Before it even starts, I’m getting a bad feeling about this.
Raphtalia touches the Hourglass the same way Firo did.
When the light shines, the soldiers pour the same liquid inside the magic formation.
As I thought, an icon pops up in my view again.
Now then……pushing the refusal—
At that moment, Firo’s ahoge splits in two and one enters my view.
Naofumi: “Wha!? What is this!? You bird!”
Firo: “It’s not Firo!”