Kratos entered the chamber where the Great Seed was kept. Collette lay in a capsule below; the transfer had begun.
Mithos stood facing the capsule a pink haired man stood at his side talking to him.
"Lord Yggdrasil I have brought you the girl as requested. Now will you release me from being the chosen?"
"I wish to be alone now, go aid Pronyma. Find the others!"
Zelos turned and backed away. He knew that this was no time for arguing with Lord Yggdrasil. As he walked toward the doorway he gave a small nod at Kratos. Once the doors closed Kratos stepped forward.
"Kratos, have you come to watch as Martel is reborn?"
"Mithos, this has gone far enough. I have turned a blind eye to your actions, but I can no longer."
"Heh, so you would betray me too?"
"Call it what you must, I cannot let this course of action go any further."
"I should have know. Funny isn't it? All of us used to be such great friends, you, Yuan, me. Now we're at each other's throats."
Kratos stood with his hand on the hilt of his blade, unphased by Mithos' comments. Mithos turned to face him.
"I have suspected your treachery for some time Kratos. That is why I had Pronyma keeping an eye on you."
"The time for talk is over Mithos, now is the time for action. Choose your course of action."
Mithos unsheathed a sword from his side.
"You remember the training sessions we used to have? You would always critique my movements, capitalizing on my every weakness. Now we shall truly see who holds more power; the pupil or the master."
Mithos charged forward as Kratos readied himself to parry the attack.
Sheena couldn't take it. There was a terrible feeling in her gut. Her throat felt like it had a huge lump in it as she sobbed bitterly. This terrible feeling was an all too familiar feeling. She had felt it several years ago, when she had lost her Grandfather. It had been all her fault. She couldn't forgive herself, in spite of the fact that everyone else had. To lose another who was so close to her was just unbearable.
Sheena then looked over to Presea, who was now holding Genis in her arms. The small girl stood there silently. At first Sheena felt slight anger toward Presea for not mourning the loss of their friend, but looking at Presea's face once more it looked as if she were just standing there not sure of what to do. Perhaps the effects of the experiments with the Cruxis stone had been more lasting than expected, hindering not only her growth but perhaps her emotions too.
Presea looked up into Sheena's eyes. Sheena could see the unspoken pain in them. Sheena walked over to Presea embracing the small girl tightly. Presea looked up into Sheena's tear filled eyes. As she did she felt a few of her own tears trickle down.
"I'm going to find him," Lloyd said, the contempt flowing from his proclamation like a wave of cold.
The cold nature of Lloyd's statement was disconcerting. It was the same feeling that Regal had felt many times, yet to hear it from another was too harsh of a reminder. It was like facing one's self in the mirror and seeing a monster that wore the same face.
"Lloyd, be careful of the path you choose. This is a dark path you are following. However, I will be at your side no matter what you choose. Just remember there are others who are grieving at Genis' loss. They care for him as much as they care for you. Do not lose yourself to your thirst for vengeance."
Lloyd stormed off down the cavern. Regal's words had brought little comfort. They were drowned out by the anger and sense of injustice that Lloyd felt in his heart.
"Are you coming?" Lloyd said coldly.
Regal let out a sigh. For so long he had been haunted by these very same dark specters: guilt, despair, anger, and vengeance. He would follow Lloyd through this hard time. Just as Lloyd found the good inside a murderer, so would Regal help Lloyd and bring him back safely to those who cared for him.
Countless angels lay scattered around the room as the battle fiercely raged on.
"Stay back! Let me handle him," Pronyma commanded.
Yuan charged forward, his double bladed staff pointed straight at Pronyma. He wound up raising the staff above his head.
Pronyma made a quick gesture and sent a blast of dark energy pulsing straight at Yuan. He tried to pull up in the air to avoid the blast, but it was to late into the execution. His swooping attack had put him right in range for this point blank spell. Realizing this Yuan prepared to brace for the full impact of the spell.
The dark energy felt like the stinging of a thousands whips across bare skin. It stung, it burned, there were so many terrible sensations that words couldn't describe.
Yuan dropped to the ground with a thud. Angels quickly swooped down and pinned his limbs to the ground.
Pronyma strode over to Yuan drawing a long thin blade. She pointed the tip of the blade at his throat.
"You shall pay for your betrayal with your life!"
"Pronyma, why do you so blindly follow Yggdrasil? Can't you see that he doesn't care about you or the Desians."
"That's Lord Yggdrasil to you wretch," she said pressing the blade slightly into his throat, enough to draw blood, but not to injure.
"Lord Yggdrasil will lead us into the new era. He will bring the half-elves the respect that they deserve. Those who do not follow him shall be removed from his path."
"So that's what you believe," Yuan said silently as he watched Pronyma's blade plummet down toward his chest.