After helping her best friend Steven return back to his part of Nightopia, Connie kept going through the maze alone, eventually finding the exit by guiding herself through drawings in the walls of a blue Ideya.

She pushed the exit door by herself, reaching the next part of the big island and, just some meters of distance, the blue gazebo containing the flying jester. As Connie ran towards NiGHTS, she could swear she saw the jester trying to hide some kind of carnival-like mask broken in half, but she also thought it could be her imagination.

"NiGHTS!", Connie said, after stopping in-front of the gazebo to catch some breath. "How did you get trapped again? Did the Nightmar-"

"Yeah.", NiGHTS cutted out Connie, rolling her eyes and sighing. "The Mad Mantle got me. Even I was kinda afraid of what he could do if I escaped by myself."

Connie did the same thing she did in the first Nightopia dream to destroy the barrier blocking NiGHTS' freedom: push it with her hands until a red glow, from her red Ideya, emerged in her hands making the barrier give in and pop up. She was careful to not lose the footing when she was pushed back.

"I can see some Nightmarens carrying blue shards right there. I saw them on my way here", Connie said, using one of her hands to point out said Nightmarens, and the other to cover her eyes from the sunlight so she could see them better.

"Then what are we waiting for?", NiGHTS said, one hand on her hip and the other extended towards Connie. "I didn't say we were done yet with saving your Ideyas."

Connie took NiGHTS hand, and after the light, the two were one once more. The duo took flight in the skies, making holes through the big clouds of the flying island as they chased the Nightmarens to recover the shards of Connie's blue Ideya.

"Look!", Connie suddenly said, interrupting her's and NiGHTS' flight, as she pointed to a stone and the object on top of it. "A sword!"

"Uhhh...yeah, what's that special about it?", NiGHTS asked.

"I trained alot with a sword back home, maybe we could use this sword to our advantage.", Connie explained.

Even though she was skeptical about the idea, NiGHTS decided to go along with it and allow Connie to remove the sword out of the stone and bring it along, fixed in the wrist. But for the jester's surprise, the sword idea proved effective in it's own way: not only it worked to chop Nightmarens out of the way, but to chop thick clouds blocking the way.

Eventually, the duo used the sword to stab the Nightmaren carrying the fourth blue Ideya shard behind their back. Connie would cheer, if it wasn't for a little fact: "We should go back and fight the higher-rank Nightmaren..."

"Mmm-hmm.", NiGHTS simply agreed, as the duo flied back to the direction of the Palace. In the middle of the flight, a little doubt about NiGHTS' nature raised over Connie's head.

"NiGHTS...", Connie slowly said, catching the jester's attention. "Were you ever from Nightopia, or were you somehow brought here? If so, how did you arrive here?"

Connie's question was recieved with a stare that looked scared, in denial...but NiGHTS simply shaked her head after giving such a stare, forcing the rest of the flight back to the Palace in a uncomfortable, quiet silence. When the two reached the palace, a beam of light took the duo high above the clouds, and a black void circled everything around them.

The next Nightmaren's arena appeared: the large ballroom of a castle, full of brown colors and illuminated by a single, giant chandelier full of candles. NiGHTS and Connie were at the feet of the lower staircase, and a Nightmaren figure that was somewhat taller than Jolly Zamperla jumped out of the left staircase to meet with the duo.

The new Nightmaren was a big anthropomorfic fennec with cold blue eyes, black-and-blue armory, and a snowflake obisidan gem embeded on the armory's chest. He held a cutlass sword in one of his paw-like hands.

"T seemeth like I, Snoweth-Flake, wilt bringeth mine own master's justice to thee!", 'Snoweth-Flake' said, in a young man voice with a heavy Shakespear tone that confused Connie greatly. Meanwhile, NiGHTS dealt with it like it was perfectly normal.

"If that's what you want to do, then I'd like to tell you we don't care about Wizeman's "justice"!", NiGHTS fiercely replied.

Didn't Jackle also say something about a Wizeman as well?..., Connie remembered some of her first seconds in the Nightopia dream, wondering who was this being. If NiGHTS did notice this question, she probably was too busy to answer.

"W-well, yeah!", Connie agreed, drawing the sword on the wrist, much to NiGHTS' surprise. "And we'll fight to proof her point!"

"So beest t, thee traitorous jester wench! EN GARDE!", Snoweth-Flake yelled, swinging his sword without hesitation towards the dualized NiGHTS and Connie, who blocked it with their own sword.

A fast-paced, and sort of gracious sword fight began through the ballroom. The swords, swinged with enough speed to leave behind trails, clashed agains't each other as NiGHTS and Connie tried to use the advantage of a more light, flexible body to top Snoweth-Flake's bigger size.

"Thee behold way moo experienc'd in the art of bodkins than what thee wast the last time i did see thee, NiGHTS!", Snoweth-Flake said while he began to exchange fast sword blows with the duo.

"Well...yes, I got better exactly for this!", NiGHTS lied; she kept Connie's abilities hidden out of fear of endangering the girl and her Ideyas to the Nightmaren.

"Thee may has't gotten better...but thee couldst nev'r see THIS!", Snoweth-Flake suddenly yelled, making a downward slash that was powerful enough to violently cut out NiGHTS and Connie's connection. "Anon, about the-"

Before Snoweth-Flake could even touch Connie, he was caught off-guard when the 13-years old girl got up and lifted her sword towards his nose's direction. By the seconds he managed to recover out of the shock, NiGHTS already hit his back with her drill spin. He bounced over the ballroom's walls until he hit the chandelier, falling down to Connie's feet.

"Behold...", Snoweth-Flake slowly said, with coughs and a bad attempt to get up. "I may beest a creature from thy worst conceit, but yet i has't the hon'r of admitting mine own defeat. Hither, young Visitor. Hither is something yond belong to thee."

Snoweth-Flake threw something deep blue that landed on Connie's hands: the last shard of her blue Ideya. After giving back the shard, Snoweth-Flake exploded in a white light that forced Connie to close her eyes, only to open them after a while and realize she was back in her Nightopia world: the flying island in the cloudy and sunny sky. NiGHTS joined the five shards together, until the blue Ideya was whole together.

"Now your Ideya of Intelligence is whole again.", NiGHTS stated as she gave Connie's ideya back to her in a classy way.

"Wow...It's like its the most important part of my head...", Connie said with starry eyes, as the blue Ideya of Intelligence was sucked by her chest. Afterwards, the world around the two new friends began to get covered in a white, blinding light. "See you the next time I dream."

"See you too.", NiGHTS simply said, shaking the hand of Connie before she could get consumed by the light. Now alone in the white void of light, a question began to cover her own head...

"What about Connie? She is brave enough to understand me?"