Rinascita Chapter II Act XI

Dawn Breaks on Dark Tides

With the Dark Tide's threat to Ragunna eliminated, you prepare to set off to Septimont City...

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Even after drinking the Fisalia's family "antidote," your heart remains unsettled. Galbrena's words help reveal that it is Abby who has been corrupted by the Dark Tide. Because you share life and energy, the corruption passed to you as well. Now, the only way to reverse it is to defeat Leviathan and destroy Its Paradise. From the Fisalia's ancient records, you learn that the Dark Tide is the "subconscious ocean of the Rinascitans' shared trauma." You also uncover Leviathan's final plan to bring Its Paradise to the world. Galbrena and Cartethyia have a plan to stop this, but because you bear the Mark of the Dark Tide, Leviathan can read your thoughts. For this reason, they cannot reveal everything to you. Yet throughout this journey, you have felt the trust others have placed in you. You are not just the "Harbinger of Despair," you are also a vessel of Rinascita's hopes. In this war of spirit, only an unshakable resolve can stand against Leviathan. Galbrena spreads her wings and takes flight. With the Dark Tide in Ragunna contained, it's time for the next step. You prepare to head to Septimont. Everything will come to a head there.

Cantarella:

This is the family "antidote," made to suppress Leviathan's spiritual corruption. Take it now.

Cantarella:

As long as we can identify the problem, there's a way to fight back. You carry the Sentinel's power within you. That's keeping the corruption at bay for now. What's left... are the hallucinations and whispers.

Cantarella:

I've learned about Leviathan's current state from Galbrena. The Fisalias have resisted the Threnodian for a century. Its whispers aren't undefeatable. We will defeat It.

Galbrena:

Leviathan needs a Harbinger with enough influence to spread Its "gospel." You're the Laureate of Ragunna and the Hero of Heroes in Septimont. That's more than enough to be Its first choice.

Galbrena:

Your path overlaps with Avidius. The Tidespawn are shaped by the Harbinger's thoughts and memories. Neither the Thundering Mephis nor the Feilian Beringal are native to Rinascita. So...

Rover:

You once said the Harbinger had to be corrupted by the Dark Tide. But I still don't show any signs of corruption...

Galbrena:

I suspect... the one corrupted might not be "you."

Abby:

Phew... the Dark Tide, huh? I ate some back at the hunting grounds. It tasted kinda funky... made me super sleepy. Ever since then, I've been having the weirdest nightmares...

Cantarella:

Abby does... carry the Dark Tide's frequency...

Galbrena:

Abby must have absorbed many other frequencies. So while the Dark Tide's frequency lay in wait... it was masked by the others.

Galbrena:

It makes sense. You two share life and energy. As the primary in this bond, your frequency has been overriding Abby's... Leviathan planned for this.

Abby:

Rover, did I... did I do something wrong?

Rover:

We made a call when it mattered. I asked you to absorb the Dark Tide. We couldn't have known what it would become. You didn't do anything wrong.

Abby:

I see... I-I can go hungry if I have to, but you, Rover, you better not get hurt...

Galbrena:

The real threat is Leviathan. If we want to end this for good, we kill It and destroy Its Paradise.

Rover:

...From what I know, Leviathan manifests Its kingdom by flooding Rinascita with the Dark Tide. That's how it turns the real world into the Journeying Paradise.

Rover:

But we've already secured Ragunna and Septimont. The Fabricatorium and the hunting grounds are both stabilized... So why is this Paradise still there?

Galbrena:

Everything you've done has slowed down or maybe even sealed off some of Its pathways. That's why Leviathan is resorting to Its "final plan."

Galbrena:

This so-called divinity is more devious than humanity realizes... The Paradise you saw is not of this world. It stands... within the Dark Tide.

Galbrena:

Matriarch of Fisalia, you have guarded this truth for over a century. Now... we need your insight.

Cantarella:

I couldn't see the truth until the Threnodian's whispers finally quieted. Only then did those ancient records, once twisted beyond recognition, begin to make sense again.

Cantarella:

Leviathan... was born from the shadows in our hearts. From our longing to connect and belong. It took the shape of a sea creature, because nothing frightens us more than the deep.

Cantarella:

It used faith to spread a spiritual plague. All the while, it has been feeding on our pains. Fear, despair, sorrow...

Cantarella:

Our ancestors believed Leviathan survived by absorbing these emotions. Little by little, it burrowed into Rinascita's collective unconscious.

Cantarella:

They said the Dark Tide is that subconscious made real, an ocean of shared trauma. That's why... they called Leviathan the "Master of the Deep."

Rover:

I heard them. All those voices in the Dark Tide. And before I touched the gate... I felt it. Fear. Sorrow. Like it was pouring out of the people.

Galbrena:

The stronger the conflict, the deeper the emotion it stirs. That's what shapes our memories and subconscious...

Galbrena:

That's why the Playwright kept forcing Rinascita into conflict. Every tragedy, every struggle... it wasn't random. It was all to keep feeding Leviathan.

Galbrena:

The End Times are drawing near. The Ragunnesi cling to hopes of a blissful afterlife. Septimontians have long believed in "another world" that begins after death...

Galbrena:

Leviathan may have drawn from these subconscious beliefs, "aligning" with those desires to fabricate a false future and afterlife within the Dark Tide—the illusion of the Journeying Paradise.

Cantarella:

If that's true... once the people's belief in the End Times reaches its zenith, their consciousness will align entirely with Leviathan's vision. Like Gilberto, and the others who were fully corrupted...

Galbrena:

Its power of assimilation will grow stronger, until the line between imagination and reality vanishes. The Journeying Paradise will descend upon the world, just as before.

Galbrena:

...When it does, every soul in Rinascita will be unified under Its control. No thoughts. No will. Just blind devotion... No different from the Tidespawn.

Galbrena:

You saw it in the illusion. It cast aside the Sentinel's form and took on Cartethyia's. That means... The first step in her plan is complete.

Galbrena:

Leviathan is still watching the real world. Because of the "Mark of the Dark Tide," It can read your thoughts. So for now... we can't share the full plan with you.

Galbrena:

But you must have sensed it by now. Your connection with Rinascita runs deeper than I, or even you, ever imagined...

Galbrena:

You're not just the Harbinger of Despair... You've become a vessel of Rinascita's hope.

Galbrena:

So go. Gather every last flicker of it. This is a "hunt," yes. But it's also more than that. It's a war of spirit. Of light against shadow. Hope against despair.

Galbrena:

To take Leviathan down, our belief has to be unshakable. If there's doubt in your heart... then stop. A new path won't reveal itself unless you're ready to walk it.

Galbrena:

For now, the Dark Tide in Ragunna is under control. And I think... I've figured out what It plans to do next...

Galbrena:

Before the bells of Paradise ring, I'll buy you time. When you're ready, head to Septimont.

Galbrena:

Just like the Playwright said, when the moment comes, everything—fiction and reality, past and future—will converge there.

Augusta:

This calamity… ends here. For good.

Qiuyuan:

That Primus got what he wanted. He fulfilled the fate he desired for Rinascita.

Qiuyuan:

The Threnodian's creatures have been defeated. They never broke through our defenses. With the Dark Tide now receding, it seems that all is resolved.

Qiuyuan:

I only played a small part. It was the courage of these warriors that truly held the line.

Qiuyuan:

Now that you have returned safely, I'll continue with my mission.

Cantarella:

Scar from the Fractsidus... Did he escape again?

Qiuyuan:

Unfortunately, yes. I see you didn't catch the mastermind either.

Galbrena:

That Cristoforo got away… But don't worry, I will hunt him down.

Augusta:

That Fractsidus... The calamity has passed, but our city-states are weakened. We must rebuild. Recover. We cannot join this hunt.

Qiuyuan:

Survivors deserve more attention than criminals who deserve to die.

Iuno:

Rest assured, we're not forgetting this transgression.

Cartethyia:

Thank you... heroes of Rinascita...

Lupa:

Is that Cartethyia's voice?

Lupa:

Hey—Cartethyia! You're welcome!

Cartethyia:

Oh, I'm back to myself now. Let's meet in Ragunna City, Rover.

Carlotta:

Defeating Leviathan was just the start of Rinascita's "new era." There is plenty of cleanup work ahead for everyone.

Cantarella:

Each day to come holds more hope than the last.

Augusta:

Septimont will have many matters demanding our attention. Ragunna will be no different.

Iuno:

Leave Septimont to us. Ragunna's problems... Well, they're looking a lot more complicated than ours.

Augusta:

Once everything is settled, will you come home to Septimont City?

Galbrena:

I will.

Augusta:

We will meet again, heroes.

Rover:

Phoebe?

Phoebe:

Ahh?!

Rover:

Is everything alright? You looked like you were somewhere else just now.

Phoebe:

Oh... I was just thinking how the Blessed Maiden's voice sounded just like the heavenly voice during the Carnevale...

Phoebe:

So I was wondering... about the Sentinel's messages we heard before... Was it... Do you think Their advice... "Consume healthy food, such as the Laurus Salad..."

Phoebe:

Huh?

Somewhere in Rinascita, the members of the Fractsidus gather once more…

Scar:

Yawn... You do love to make a person wait, don't you?

Scar:

Still, breaking me out right under Mingting's nose without setting off a single alarm... Delicious. Tell me, how did you come up with that little idea?

Cristoforo:

Let's just say it was inspired by the Somnoire. Imagination, after all, remains humanity's sharpest blade.

Scar:

As the Dark Tide spread and I was pulled in deeper, the mark of the Dark Tide you left in me allowed my frequency to merge with it...

Cristoforo:

Of course. And through Leviathan's power, I was able to "read" that frequency and "depict" you back into reality.

Cristoforo:

Leviathan's power of assimilation blurs the line between imagination and existence, turning fiction into fact.

Cristoforo:

But of course, none of it would have worked until Leviathan slipped the Sentinel's leash and reclaimed the reins of the Dark Tide.

Scar:

It cost more time than I'd have liked, but everything unfolded exactly as you scripted. Such precision. Such devotion... Bravo.

Cristoforo:

A trial, nothing less.

Cristoforo:

Civilization's infancy must come to an end. So long as humanity remains cradled in the Sentinel's arms, it will never walk, let alone evolve. That is why I wrote this final act.

Cristoforo:

And those who cannot transcend their limits and overcome their lesser natures, who remain imprisoned by their own making... Well, such souls deserve no salvation.

Scar:

No souls deserve salvation. Why even try? This world was born from Chaos and exists in disorder. The only winning move... is to be worse. Wilder. To out-chaos the Chaos.

Scar:

Every noble act of salvation only makes Chaos hungrier. You want to destroy to save, but me... Ha, I want to save to destroy.

Cristoforo:

You sound disappointed in how this story ends.

Scar:

Did I say that? Your stories have always been a treat. Screaming crowds drowning in despair, a world tearing at the seams... Every collapse, every unraveling... Chefs kiss.

Scar:

If they cannot overcome the pain, then let them fall straight into the ending I want: an eternity of chaos and suffering. That's why I chose to work with you, dear playwright.

Scar:

Speaking of which, Quillbearer who toys with hearts, your sins weigh as heavy as mine. Tell me... where will your ending play out?

Cristoforo:

It has already been written into the script.

Cristoforo:

But until I reach it, as long as breath remains in me, I will haunt the stage like a phantom. A reminder... that one must always look forward, sharpen thy self, and temper thy soul.

Scar:

Oh, Rover wasn't wrong about you. You really are a cruel, extreme man. Sometimes I think you might be even more insane than I am.

Cristoforo:

Insanity, reason… or something in between... All are choices born of free will. And only through free will can we defy the surging tides of fate.

Cristoforo:

That is why we both seek to change it. For beneath such tides... no one is content to remain merely a humble servant.

Phrolova:

You lost the Gem I entrusted to you, Cristoforo.

Cristoforo:

Forgive me. But haven't we already seized what we truly desired?

Cristoforo:

You see, even the Beyond forged from Leviathan's power couldn't endure. It fell short of the perfection you long for.

Cristoforo:

But if you wish to try again, I remain at your service.

Phrolova:

Tell me, how much of It remains within you?

Cristoforo:

Not much, but enough to make use of.

Phrolova:

...I've fulfilled my promise to complete your finale. Let this be the last note of our symphony.

Cristoforo:

As you wish. My sincerest gratitude for your wonderful performance, Lady Phrolova. May you find the strength to create the Beyond you once envisioned.

Phrolova:

...

Phrolova:

If this world truly cannot change, perhaps I will seek a new path for myself.

Scar:

Huh… who'd've thought someone as stubborn as she would learn to adapt.

Scar:

But, Grand Architect, are you really going to let her walk off and do as she pleases?

Cristoforo:

Of all of us, you are the last one with any right to judge her for following her whims.

Scar:

Judge? You wound me. I'm far more faithful to my indulgences than she ever was. No, no, no, no, I just want to tag along… and add a few more flourishes to her symphony.

Kharon (Schwarzloch):

There are still greater matters that demand your attention. Though our roads diverge, our ideals remain as one. In the end, they all lead to the same place. Separation is but the prelude to possibility.

Kharon (Schwarzloch):

All so that humanity may cross... that final gateway into eternity.

Kharon (Schwarzloch):

Our goals in Jinzhou and Rinascita have been fulfilled. A Threnodian's Resonator, an artificial Threnodian, and a Second Resonance Awakening. We now possess both the knowledge and the means.

Kharon (Schwarzloch):

Next... it is time we turn our gaze to our accomplishments in Lahai-Roi.

The extraction of the Threnodian's Gem is a success, though Aalto reveals that the recovered Gem is incomplete, and the Black Shores will continue investigating the cause. Still, to contain even one Gem infused with the Threnodian's power is already a huge step forward in the fight against the Threnodian and the Lament. With the matter concluded, Galbrena prepares to leave. Aalto suggests that the Black Shores could always use more hands. You invite Galbrena to join the Black Shores. Though you don't expect to tie down a free spirit like the Discord Slayer, she accepts your offer. She pins the Blake Bloom to her chest and fulfills her promise to tell you her true name: Angel. She spreads her wings, and you let her go. You believe neither storm nor sea could stop her. One day, you will meet again. As you watch Galbrena vanish into the skies, the paper crane that was once Avidius slips from you, rising gently into the high heavens...

Rover:

How's everything going?

Aalto:

Good news and bad.

Aalto:

The Threnodian's Gem has been successfully contained. Tethys is already running a full-power analysis as we speak.

Aalto:

However... the Gem we've recovered was incomplete.

Aalto:

We're still investigating the cause. But look, successfully containing a Gem infused with the Threnodian's power? No small feat. It's already a huge step forward in our fight against the Threnodian and the Lament.

Aalto:

If the Threnodian is truly bound to civilization, who's to say another one won't return to Rinascita in some new form…

Aalto:

Still, even if that happens, It won't be reclaiming this piece of Its power. That gives us a window to prepare.

Aalto:

Rinascita… the Land of Echoes... If Tacet Discords can be manually converted into Echoes and become tools to fight the Lament…

Aalto:

Then maybe the Threnodian might also be something we could transform. Heck, maybe even utilize.

Aalto:

But that's all theorizing best kept to caffeinated hours. For now, we'll need to wait until Tethys completes its analysis before drawing any conclusions.

Galbrena:

Well, I'm glad it helped. I'll be on my way then.

Aalto:

Hey, Rover… She's got real skill. Moves like she's already part of our rhythm. This kind of synergy doesn't come knocking twice. What do you say…?

Rover:

Everyone in the Black Shores has made it their mission to stand against the Lament. Our goals are the same, and we've been walking the same path from the start.

Rover:

I know you're not the type who likes being tied down by titles. But just remember this... You're not fighting it alone. So...

Galbrena:

...

Rover:

This flower marks you as one of us. Whether you join us or not, if you ever run into trouble out there, the Black Shores will have your back.

Galbrena:

I see… I'll take it then.

Galbrena:

Oh, one more thing. My last Terminal gave out after I… "used" it too much. Think the Black Shores could lend me a new one?

Aalto:

"Lend"? Please. You break it, you come get a new one.

Galbrena:

Thanks. Well then… till next time.

Galbrena:

...Angel. That's my real name.

Aalto:

Angel... Such a beautiful name... Hm? Hold on a sec! You're not planning to jump into the sea, are you? I could get you a boat—!

Rover:

Don't worry about her. Nothing's stopping that one. No storm, and no raging sea.

Aalto:

Well now, Rover… looks like Rinascita's been tied up with a neat little bow.

Aalto:

The other Bloombearers have already headed back to rest. They burned through every drop of strength out there. Once we've handed off the Threnodian's Gem to Tethys... I might even allow myself a few hours of real sleep!

Cartethyia:

If it weren't for the Black Shores, we'd have been completely ensnared by Leviathan's schemes. On behalf of the people of Rinascita, please accept our deepest gratitude.

Aalto:

This is what the Black Shores does. We're just glad we earned our keep.

Cartethyia:

This might be the first real conversation we've had since everything ended. Thank you very much, Galbrena.

Cartethyia:

It's a shame I'm not able to absorb the Threnodian's Gem, not in my current state.

Galbrena:

It would throw your power completely out of balance. Better to leave it with me.

Galbrena:

And really, I couldn't have done all this alone. Everyone played their part.

Cartethyia:

Still, if you hadn't come to "kill" me, we never could've pulled it off.

Galbrena:

Honestly, pulling off a fake assassination in front of two powerful Resonators, without flinching or getting caught... Yes, not exactly a walk in the park.

Galbrena:

Luckily, with a clear target, there's always a way to make the shot land. I didn't need to take you on, just sell the scene. "Blessed Maiden, down in one." Easy enough.

Cartethyia:

What? No praise for my performance? I was planning to use this whole affair as a play for next year's Carnevale...

Cartethyia:

Would you like to join us, Galbrena?

Cartethyia:

The Sentinel once said They didn't want the people to mourn Their passing with sorrow. What They truly wished to hear were songs and laughter.

Cartethyia:

We'll be inviting our friends from Septimont, too. I do hope you'll all come, including you, Rover.

Cartethyia:

Then it's settled! If you dare skip it, I'll drag you there myself!

Iuno:

Aha! See, Augusta? Told you we'd make it in time!

Iuno:

Septimont's mess is mostly sorted now. The Senate can deal with the rest. We don't do rushed goodbyes around here. No matter how far, we had to come send you off.

Lupa:

You, my fellow warrior, are someone worth chasing. Yes, we've been chasing victory all along, but with you, it feels like victory itself was itching to catch up.

Lupa:

Next time we meet, you'll be even stronger, as will I. I'll be a Gladiator who can stand toe-to-toe with you!

Augusta:

Your strength comes from deep in your heart, unshakable and selfless. It shines above Septimont and reminds everyone what being a hero truly means.

Augusta:

Fighting by your side has been an honor. By the eternal blazing sun, your name will be remembered in Septimont forever.

Augusta:

This world will never forget what you've done for us, Rover.

Iuno:

And don't go forgetting us either, got it?! We're throwing a huge celebration in Septimont for this victory, and the Ragunnesi will be there too. So you'd better show up!

Cetus the Tidebreaker:

Woooooo—

Brant:

It's Cetus The Tidebreaker! Are you here to see our Rover off too? Haha, I remember the moment we met {Male=him;Female=her} like it was yesterday.

Cartethyia:

Maybe it's more than just a farewell. I think the Tidebreaker wants to escort you on your journey.

Rover:

So… till we meet again.

Everyone:

Till we meet again, Rover!

Cartethyia:

But for now… it looks like it's time for goodbyes. At least for now.

Phoebe:

The Order will soon elect a new Primus. From now on, Ragunna's affairs will no longer be decided by the Order alone. Instead, the Montelli and Fisalia families will help to guide decisions, together with the voice of the people.

Cartethyia:

We will begin addressing the wrongs the Order has committed. Ragunna's future belongs in the hands of its people. It will be led by their shared will.

Carlotta:

Our family will also continue expanding Rinascita's overseas trade routes. Perhaps one day, we'll cross paths again in a distant land.

Cantarella:

And should you ever return to Rinascita, know this. You will always be our most honored guest and dearest friend.

Roccia:

Not just us, but these little Echoes too. We'll hold this bond close, always.

Ciaccona:

If you ever visit any fascinating places, promise you'll tell me all about it! I'll turn your adventures into verse and have them sung across Rinascita.

Zani:

Rover, remember not to overdo it. Eat when you're supposed to, and don't forget... Life is meant to be enjoyed.

Phoebe:

To meet and to part... is a part of life. So please, accept this blessing I offer in my own name: May your eyes always shine bright with clarity, and may love and light guide you on every step of your journey.

Brant:

This wide, free world has always been your stage. Wherever you go, I believe you'll always shine as its brightest star.

Some time later, Ragunna City's reconstruction is nearly complete. You stop by Margherita's Restaurant to find Galbrena, ready to depart with her for the Black Shores to extract the Threnodian's Gem. But she seems fascinated by the restaurant's new gelato special. Naturally, you don't want to spoil her good mood. Besides, it is about time you kept that promise—to treat Abby to a well-earned feast. Still, even Galbrena seems a little daunted when Margherita brings out the extra-large serving. With a familiar smirk, she turns to you and makes an offer you have heard before: "So, one side each?"

Galbrena:

Hello, I'll have one Forte-astic Fizz & Freeze gelato. Extra large. Thanks.

Galbrena:

They say if you mix mint, Viscum Berries, Mastic Nuvola, and cream in just the right proportion, you get a gelato that's not only packed with flavor, but sharp and cool enough to clear your head.

Rover:

Okay... But how are you feeling with "that thing" in you? We've wrapped everything up here. Best we get to the Black Shores soon.

Galbrena:

Everything's fine, Chimera's keeping it stable. Nothing to worry about for now.

Galbrena:

Though ever since I absorbed that essence, Chimera has been grumbling nonstop about craving something cold...

Chimera:

Well I said nothing.

Galbrena:

...

Galbrena:

Hey, I'm human too, you know. I'm allowed to want good food. Ugh... never mind, let's go.

Rover:

Abby, time to dig in!

Abby:

Mmm—I've been dying for this!

Rover:

Miss Margherita, one extra large Forte-astic Fizz & Freeze gelato, please. Thank you.

Margherita:

Right away! You helped Rinascita through its darkest hour. Now it's my turn to make sure our heroes eat and drink like royalty!

Margherita:

Here you go! Double the scoop, on the house! Unlimited refills!

Galbrena:

I can't manage this on my own. Want to split it?

Galbrena:

"You don't have to carry it all yourself. Sometimes, it's okay to lean on someone else." Wasn't that your line?

Galbrena:

So, one side each?

Cartethyia:

Imperator once said: "Let the winds of the past depart. The ships of this new era no longer need their guidance. No longer shall scroll and prophecy bind, but by humanity's will shall a new era be forged."

Cartethyia:

I've now truly returned from the "dead."

Phoebe:

B-blessed Maiden!

Cartethyia:

Please, just call me Cartethyia. Rinascita's Divinity is no more, and with it, the "Blessed Maiden chosen by the Divine."

Cartethyia:

Phoebe, your faith in the Sentinel has never wavered, nor has it been blind. It stems not from obedience, but from a deep belief in Their deeds and ideals.

Cartethyia:

Imperator once led the displaced to these isles, yet what allowed the Ragunnesi to stand firm upon the sea was not Divine favor, but their own efforts.

Cartethyia:

The statue in the city was built in Their likeness, but it was the people who gave shape to the faith it stands for.

Cartethyia:

Faith once united us. It was also what drove us to seek liberation… The path of civilization is never fixed. It shifts with what's being demanded at present.

Rover:

And it's the people of a civilization who decide what they demand.

Phoebe:

...As it was in the beginning, and ever shall be.

Phoebe:

Everyone has their tasks to do now... But in the future...

Rover:

I want you to have this, Pheobe.

Rover:

Imperator entrusted me with this relic. Within it is Rinascita's past, and... its future.

Phoebe:

Rinascita's future...

Phoebe:

Eh... but it's empty. Where is the recorded future?

Rover:

The future... is already in your hands.

Phoebe:

...I see. Thank you, Rover!

Cartethyia:

From now on, perhaps I no longer need to hide who I really am.

Cartethyia:

So... I'll join in rebuilding Ragunna too!

Rover:

Sign me up.

You return to Ragunna City with your companions. In the aftermath of battle, the Ragunnesi have come to learn that Primus Fenrico gave his life to disperse the Dark Tide, and Sentinel Imperator is gone as well. Though grief and uncertainty are still fresh, many are already taking the first steps to rebuild their future. Cartethyia arrives at your side, just as she promised. Together, you recall Imperator's words: The path of civilization is never fixed. It shifts with the needs of the present. And that's up to the people of a civilization to decide. You turn to Phoebe, still caught in quiet confusion, and give her the Civilization Capsule, the Relic Imperator left behind. She quickly understands what you are entrusting to her. Now, Cartethyia and Phoebe both step forward to help rebuild Ragunna. Naturally, how could you not be part of it too?

Rover:

(This calamity has passed, but now Ragunna must face a harsh truth. Primus Fenrico gave his life to stop the Dark Tide, and the Sentinel is gone.)

Rover:

(For the Ragunnesi, what fills their hearts now… is likely sorrow and uncertainty.)

Rover:

(But at the same time...)

Zani:

Lady Carlotta, we've finished tallying all our losses. Here's the full report for your review.

Carlotta:

Thank you. Secure all salvageable relief supplies first. The remaining personnel should assist the Fisalias in treating the wounded.

Cantarella:

Rosemary has already dispersed the family's medicine in mist form. Thanks to that, treatment has been smoother than expected. The injured will be tended to shortly.

Phoebe:

Repairs on the Genesis Nexus are still underway, but some damaged Common Echoes are already operational again.

Galbrena:

Leave the residual Dark Tide frequencies to me.

Brant:

Alright, crew! Come lend a hand!

Roccia:

Pero's got a whole mountain of tools over here... Like this rapid adhesive gun!

Ciaccona:

If you're having trouble restoring the damaged buildings, Mr. Fulmine and I can help using our Fortes!

Abby:

If Imperator were here, They'd be happy to see this...

Phoebe:

Disaster recovery in Ragunna City is nearly complete. Thank you so much for your help, Rover.

Rover:

You're welcome. By the way, Phoebe, have you seen Galbrena?

Phoebe:

Miss Galbrena? When she finished up here, I think I saw her heading to Margherita's Restaurant...

After the meal, you and Galbrena head toward the harbor. You spot Calcharo, who aided Ragunna in the battle, waving from afar. Galbrena mentions she once worked briefly with him back in the New Federation, and that, surprisingly, he's not all that hard to get along with. If you ever find yourself in the New Federation, you will probably have the chance to become better acquainted.

Abby:

Ahhh, finally full... Hic... I think it's time for a nap.

Galbrena:

One wish fulfilled... Alright, time to head to the Black Shores.

Rover:

Yes, their ship should have docked by now.