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Gaff, where's the sword from the Katakombe?

One of the priests carries it.

But depending on your actions, I may break it here.

As you will, my brother prince.

Bye Bye, Earth

Bye Bye, Earth

Lake of Calm

One of the Lakes of Calm.

The more I see, the more this reminds me of the Katakombe.

Tiziano toyed with the dead in a shrine that looked a lot like it.

Offer the king into the divine presence.

It almost seems like they're calling us.

Beckoning us to join them.

Don't be absurd.

They rest in peace, cradled in the roots of our god.

In that case...

I should just go ahead and ask god.

You wouldn't!

I'll question god right here.

You can't be serious!

The elder princess has already agreed to open the way for me.

What?!

Shandy Gaff, I wish to entrust the shadows in my heart to this man...

So that I may one day convey god's love to the people as the Princess Veronette.

The time has come! I'll cross god's defenses and touch upon its true nature at last!

What are you plotting, damn you?!

I already told you.

I'm risking everything I am to put my questions to god.

Nonsense!

Nowhere...

Adonis, what have you done?!

Behold a world taken to the extreme of my negative skepticism!

My lord, command us to draw our swords!

You mustn't.

These people have strayed from god and should be shunned.

Any who make Schwert Musik with them shall bear the stigma of a paradox.

Paradox The Outlawed

Do not cross swords with them!

Fall back!

Everyone, fall back!

Adonis!

I still have the sword you crave!

I'll let you in on something.

I've broken every sword I ever took and fed them all to this one.

The sword of the Katakombe,

your sword of the kingdom,

and all the others will feed my power!

My lord, you're in danger here!

By my power as Prince Fortuné, I forbid all combat!

Release Belle Lablac and her companions

and charge them with vanquishing the Army of Insatiable Emptiness!

I found a friend...

My sword is like a glove I wear when I touch things.

I can clear any hurdle as long as I have you.

Let's do this, partner.

If I lose it, I'll despair and die.

Trust the visions you catch glimpses of in your mind.

They manifest a sort of invisible will that guides your course.

Its spell, Tixe, means "escape."

Tixe Escape

The spell Ecnes, which shows sympathy.

Ecnes Sympathy

Escape from yourself.

Sympathize with yourself.

In that case, why not go on a journey?

If I ever have to fight on that side...

I'll come out on top sooner or later.

I guess I'd better step up...

I'm the one who's changed.

To do something about my homesickness.

What are you waiting for, Belle?

Oh, so you understand.

I feel you more than ever.

You awoke through the pain too, didn't you?

Someday, when you shatter completely,

I know what drives me will change.

But how will my curse and my blessing transform?

Isn't it my job to find out?

I came to know myself.

Moonwork... "To do as the moon."

You who have learned true strength—

That which you fear most

will teach you the source of your power.

A grown-up me?

Go lightly and by your own power, conqueror.

You have triumphed in the grand undertaking that is conquering yourself.

Anyone can see why he's banned combat!

We could end up sacrifices to order, stuck slaying every Nidhogg that pops up!

But therein lies our advantage!

You sound so happy, I could almost forget what a fix we're in.

That doesn't sound so bad.

So, how is it going?

The call has already gone out.

But who knows how many will answer it.

Call?

Our blowhard of a conductor is making everyone dance to his tune.

Excuse you. They're all dancing of their own free will.

How about it, Belle?

Would you care to join the dance?

I'll grant my sword its proper station.

And I'll swing it to do that,

whether I'm up against the Army of Insatiable Emptiness or god.

Besides,

Adonis is waiting.

He won't beat me this time!

That settles it. We fight the Army of Insatiable Emptiness!

And we'll have our first skirmish with god while we're at it!

The conductor's here!

Took him long enough!

Talk about a welcoming party!

I never dreamed so many of you would come.

Oh, thank you!

Look.

Take a look at this, Belle!

They've rallied to join our fight.

They all long to hear...

a new kind of Schwert Musik!

I'm glad.

This is some pressure...

But that proves it.

God, I'll dig my fangs into your guts!

Put me down. I can walk.

Guess you're not the songstress who hears god for nothing.

I can't believe this intense pressure isn't bothering you.

Of course it's bothering me.

But I want to see what waits ahead, and I want to do it of my own volition.

Then let's hurry.

But which way do we go?

Our guide.

My.

She has spells on her eyelids?

She could see too much.

The other side of walls, pictures people paint in their minds...

Maybe she's even seen inside god.

That's why she lost her heart and the Army's darkness welcomed her.

The Army of Insatiable Emptiness must mean true refuge for such people.

So why is it they take such horrid forms?

The Army is a shadow cast by order.

Denizens of shadow draw looks of fear,

which soon turns to hate.

In that case,

perhaps we were all one to begin with.

Thank goodness.

That's such a relief.

What do you mean?

I believe in the Army of Insatiable Emptiness.

What?!

Just like god's love, the Army has a peace-giving love all its own.

And something to protect, even at the cost of love.

I believe...

a time will come when we can all be together.

Calling on god with you will be my first step toward that.

Do you realize what I'm looking for up ahead?

Destruction.

The Army's wailing sings for the destruction of all things.

But we shan't perish. Neither shall this land or its god.

The destruction is but a seedling to guide us to a new future.

And she's supposed to be a divine priestess?

This songstress might be more than you bargained for...

Dram, Sian.

Does the Army see destruction as victory?

Yeah.

The only way they win is if all else fades into the dark distance.

Then I shall have faith.

Faith that when you put destruction to god,

a new world will be born from it.

Are you talking about Belle?!

You "have faith" she's going to come defeat me?!

She'll fail.

I'll destroy her.

Let it o...! Let it o...!

What is that awful chanting?

I guess it must be magic we don't know.

It's creepy, whatever it is.

Let it o...! Let it o...!

Prepare to draw!

You are the first ever band to carry a prisoner!

A vision of heretofore unseen strategy!

You'll go down in history!

Cut in!

So you've come!

We heard of your combat ban and came running,

Sir Lead Solist.

Leave the rest to us!

What?!

My spell!

Rest-room!

Rest-room The Magic of Excretion

This meaningless magic nullifies all other sorcery.

Let yourself respond to its voice, and it will eat your sword's spell whole!

Thanks!

That's better!

The sword of the Katakombe!

What?!

Have no fear, lead solist!

We will reclaim that sword and restore peace, or die trying!

Is everything ready?

Naturally.

Fire!

I get it.

This isn't Schwert Musik at all.

These shadows serve a larger shadow!

We don't have time to crack each and every fang!

Smash the jaw they grow from!

You're shouting orders like you know the Army inside and out.

I just have the knowledge of someone with experience.

I know it.

Look! There's the jaw!

What the—?!

So you're the boss of these shadows?

Sorry, but you're going down.

Confident, aren't you?

You must be the child of light that he spoke of.

I am one of Red Rum, the fangs of the Army of Insatiable Emptiness.

Red Rum The Fangs

Who's "he"? Adonis?

The Army finally found Red Rum a king.

A child of darkness.

Some king he'd make.

I'll cut this guy down to size!

Take heed.

You now face another conqueror.

A tyrant who would subdue himself by rearing despotism atop his own corpse.

I swear, you worry too much.

What the hell is his sword?!

Don't tell me it's dead!

I savored that.

Not even my old sins caused so much pain.

How much of your blood must I sip or your flesh must I chew

to take your strength for myself?

Beats me, jackass!

Wait, is he...?

The Corpse-Sword Wielder

The corpse-sword wielder!

He was an elite Topdog solist, but kept killing and eating skilled solists!

He's a ghoul!

When they hammered in these nails of sin and I fell into death,

darkness and I intermingled.

The swordwright Dram bundled the corpses of every sword I'd taken into one.

I awakened as one of the fangs!

Use that dead sword to tell me why you want strength so badly.

Let it o...! Let it o...!

The proud would never understand.

I swing my sword to discover why I'm here.

Don't you?

Child of light.

Like you, I am merely one who performs their existence by the sword.

Oh yeah?

So you're saying I could end up like you, and you could've been like me?

That's right.

No wonder you give me the creeps.

I will give my sword its proper station!

You may break my blade or wound my body,

but my howl will still pierce the world!

I guess that settles it.

Aufheben: When Flowers Shed Their Buds and Bloom Fifteenth Movement

So I can leave the band at any time?

Even you would harm this land, Belle?!

Discard our swords, you mean?

Who can keep up with her?

Sixteenth Movement Absurdity: Asking the Voices of Swords

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