Descole just seemed to disturb Elaine more and more with how irrational and desparate his desires could cause him to act. Stuck on top of his machine with him alongside Melina as several trees were being ripped and thrown about certainly didn't boost her faith in the masked man. Or herself either, considering that this current situation was (indirectly at the very least.) her fault for not telling Descole of Song of the Sun in the first place. She still felt her reasons of payback for her kidnapping and the rest of the excavation team back Misthallery leaving.

Trying to pull Descole away from the controls had occurred to Elaine. It seemed like an obvious solution, but there was the problem in regards to the fact that Descole was the only person who knew how to control this thing, and no good could come from her or Melina trying to take over the controls. Heck, she doubted Professor Layton would have been able to figure it out.

Elaine looked over the side, grimacing at how far above the group they were. The idea of jumping off with Melina to escape had crossed her mind. But the chances of grabbing onto a tree branch on time or landing in water just seemed slim. Laughable even. Though the one who would be laughing would no doubt be Descole. Though then again, maybe the two women could have taken the risk. Surely jumping into water from such a height couldn't be fatal, could it? Then again, with the speed they would be falling at (That would increase if Elaine was correct), that might not have been the best idea she could think of.

Elaine was brought away from her thoughts when she felt a tug on her wrist and looked to Melina who was pointing down. Elaine followed her finger, directing towards the helicopter-like machine that Professor Layton and his friends had made to get to the castle, with the Professor and Luke inside.

"Merci, Dieu." Elaine murmured under her breath, a tiny hopeful smile playing on her lips. Not only may the Professor be able to stop Descole, but Elaine may finally be able to get away from the mad man! Said man had noticed Layton as well as she heard him ask aloud,

"Layton? Interesting. You actually want to oppose me with that heap of junk?"

"They do say less is more." Elaine mused out loud with a playful smirk, not looking away from her and Melina's potential rescue. Her heart skipped a beat when the Professor and Luke just barely dodged a pincer. She was already doubting what Decole told her as to where he stood with murder. She looked up when Melina turned around and ran towards Descole, who was cackling at the near attempted murder.

"Melina, wait!"

"Stop it!"

Melina had grabbed onto Descole and tried to pull him away from the controls, as Elaine ran over to help. Descole however growled in frustration and threw her off of him. Whether he had meant to or not, he used enough force that caused her to roll towards the edge. Forgetting everything else, Elaine quickly ran after her to try and grab her before she could fall.

Elaine didn't make it on time, however Melina was able to grab onto a thick wire that was strong enough to hold her. Elaine over the edge as far as she could without falling off herself, and stretched her arm out.

"Melina, try and see if you can grab my arm!" Elaine said, trying to keep the desperation out of her voice. Melina looked up at Elaine and slowly let go of the wire with one arm. She tried to reach up towards Elaine's hand. Elaine thought that maybe it was going to work since their fingertips brushed against each other briefly before Melina's nearly lost her grip on the wire. Elaine frowned when she realised she couldn't simply grab her arm. Maybe if there was another person with them, other than Descole, someone could have tried to pull the wire up while the other reached out for Melina.

But then they came. The pincer nearly knocked Professor Layton and Luke out again, but Luke jumped out and grabbed onto wiring. However, much to Elaine and Melina's terror, he slipped and fell, ending up on the saw.

"Don't worry there, Melian and Elaine! I'm coming for you!" Elaine could just barely hear him call out to them before the saw started up, and he was forced to do a quick trek across the wires. Surprisingly, he was actually quite nimble. Back at Misthallery, Elaine recalled Luke's mother mentioning how his stomach never seemed to be full with the amount of food he was capable of eating.

As he got closer, the sound of a drill could be heard. Elaine saw one snaking out from somewhere on the machine. She had a sickening feeling of who its target was, and quickly stood up and ran towards Descole. Maybe she couldn't completely stop him, but she could try and stall. She grabbed his arms and held them back as best she could.

"Damn it, wench! Let go!" Elaine ignored his snarl though. Not like she could make him angrier then she already did. She gave a sharp intake of breath when Descole freed one arm and elbowed her sharply in the side of her neck, before shoving her off of him and onto the ground. He glowered at her as he put one hand on a control. Possibly the one for the drill.

"If you'll stop being so audacious, I'd appreciate it Hawthorne."

A sharp crash sound was heard. Looking up, she could see the drill shooting up, the flying machine the Professor had still been flying on the tip of it, before it exploded. The explosion was bigger than one would have thought it would be for something so small. But then again, if it was made from materials in a shed, it might have had something flammable to power it. That didn't stop the look of horror on Elaine's face though.

Pieces of barely surviving wood and metal began to shower down. The echoes of the explosion slowly dying down, having made their brief appearance known.

As did the slight grunt of the Professor, as he pulled himself onto the surface, with the aid of a pipe.

"You just keep coming." Descole mused, drawing his sword before rushing towards Professor Layton. Metal clanged as Layton improvised for his lack of sword for the pipe. Elaine backed away, not wanting to be caught in the middle, and to make sure Luke and Melina were alright. Luke was holding onto a wire a little closer to Elaine, so she was able to help him up first before Elaine had Luke pull at Melina's wire to pull her closer to the edge for Elaine to bring up.

"Thank you." Melina gave a sigh of relief.

"I think its Luke we 'ave to thank. I wouldn't 'ave been able to pull you up if 'e didn't help, now would I?"

"Just, trying to be a gentleman, Elaine." Luke said, giving a bashful smile as he tilted his blue cap.

"Well for an award, 'ow about I give you a kiss when you're older?" Elaine lightly teased, smiling at Luke's blushing face.

"That won't be necessary. Really."

"'Ow about the both of us give you a kiss on the cheek then?"

"H-hey!" Melina giggled as a slightly flustered Luke went beet red. Elaine's smile lessened though when she looked back to the sword fight. She was surprised how well the Professor was able to fight even when he was clearly at a disadvantage. He probably trained at some point in life. Probably not recently though. More reluctantly, Elaine had to admit that Descole was just as skilled and his physical skill showed when he was able to jump seemingly impossible heights, and at the same time in a graceful manner.

"Hmp. Amateur."

"I wonder about that Descole." Professor Layton mused as he began to make his way towards the organ of the Detragon. "Both you and Elaine were right in regards to the puzzle in the seal, though Songs of the Sea and Stars are not enough. Your mistake however was that you only looked at it from one angle." He lifted the manuscript up, showing the sketched seal on it. "If you reverse Song of the Stars, you get the third melody."

"Song of the Sun." Elaine stated, as Descole was clenching and unclenching his fists, literally shaking with rage.

Professor Layton began to play both songs, Melina singing Song of the Sea alongside. Unlike Descole's attempts, something actually happened.

From the water close to the shore, a green glow appeared, fading to a golden one that stood out sharply against the dark waters of the night. They started off as small blots on the water, but as the music continued, they continued to spread out until merging together. Soon, aged remains of buildings rose from the waters. Torrents flooded out of windows and doors, ready to dry out once the sun came out again. The ruins of Ambrosia stood proudly in shallow water. A beautiful sight to the eyes of Elaine. She, Melina and Luke looked at it in awe.

"Layton!"

They looked back to the organ where Descole was trying to slash his sword at the Professor. Damaging the controls in his rage and momentary lack of ration.

"Ambrosia is mine! I found it!" But just as those words were spoken, the Detragon began to malfunction as a result of Descole's actions on it. The controls went out of control and as a result of that, the weapons his very creation began to turn on itself, making the damage worse. There was a smaller explosion from the organ, causing the men near it to stumble back. The Professor fell on his back, but Elaine noticed how dangerously close Descole was heading towards the edge.

She wasn't sure why she did it. Her body just seemed to do it before she could comprehend anything else. Her hands grabbed the skirt of her dress to lift up a little to make it easier to run. When Descole began to fall back, Elaine was already dropping to her knees to grab him. Her hand shot out for his leg, her hand just brushing against the soft fabric of his pants as he fell. Giving out a loud, angered cry.

Elaine didn't move. She was frozen. Her lip trembled as her arm still stuck out. Refusing to move back in, it did however shake. It wouldn't be until several hours later that she would realise that she had actually cried Descole's name before his fall. This… This couldn't, actually be happening. Could it? Descole had angered Elaine. He had taken her with no consent. He pretty much stole a year of her life from her. Making her family undoubtedly worried sick with grief, and giving her miserable ideas that she would be his captive forever. Translating Azran glyphs until one of them died…

Elaine would have liked some kind of retribution. But she didn't want Descole dead! She didn't want him to fall God knows how high. She… She didn't want him to die!

"Elaine!"

He… It was Descole! The arrogant git who apparently had more money than he knew what to do with if this 'Game for Eternal Life' nonsense was anything to go by!

"Elaine!"

He was intelligent and skilful! Didn't he have some sort of plan for this?! If he was so smart, why weren't there any damn railings! Then that stupid man could have grabbed onto something!

"Elaine, please!"

Elaine was startled when her shoulders were grabbed, and she was forced to look at a very worried Professor Layton. He seemed just as disturbed by Descole's fall as Elaine was, but was not in the same state of shock. She was also starting to notice the fire that was steadily building up.

"Elaine, we have to go! This machine is going to explode soon!"

"R-right." Elaine let him help her up. Her shaking hand didn't let go though, not trusting her mind to lead her to safety for the moment.

The Detragon had another explosion as they near a cliff on the island. Pieces of the deadly machine were already breaking off and falling either on the ground or into the water to be lost forever. Professor Layton, Elaine, Luke and Melina ran towards the edge of the platform as the Detragon began to sink into the water, managing to jump onto the ground just as the Detragon exploded and fell on a spire of one of the ruins, stabbed in its chest before slowly sliding down it and into the dark waters.

Elaine looked to the waters, still trembling from the entire ordeal even as Emmy arrived to the scene with the others, and attempted to stand up only to stumble back down. Still in shock as to what happened to Descole. A few seconds earlier and she might have grabbed him, resulting in either her saving him or him unintentionally dragging her down with him. She felt sick, and for a reason uncertain to her, a tiny lone tear began making its way down from her eye.

She just wanted to go home.