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The clear condition for this chapter reads “Finish this, once and for all.”
Hold a moment. I feel...
(Apate reveals a Silence staff.)
Sandraudiga possesses Dolus' Recover and Fortify staves, as well as the following:
Nosferatu
A tome drained of its power.
You talk too much.
If Eupraxia is a Holy Mage
If Eupraxia is a General
(Jane shakes.)
Ahh! Focus, Jane!
Focus!
Don't think that way!
Not with this one!
Picture her as a... big,
bad bear or something!
(Ziying shakes.)
Hh... Hhh...!
(muted smile) ......
...Heehee... I must confess
something to you.
I find myself in awe of
your wickedness!
And yet...
I can't allow it to exist.
Today, only one lord of
darkness shall remain!
Eeheeheeheehee!
“Here lies Dolus II, the first of many valiant youths whose blood gave Tartaros life.”
“Here lies Dolus III, whose life was cut short before it could truly begin to bloom.”
“Here lies Dionysus II. May his many mistakes never be repeated, and may his sins be forgotten.”
“Here lies Dionysus I. Cursed with a deformed face and an untimely end from illness.”
“Here lies Eleutherius I, known as the Liberator. He who put an end to the rightful bloodline.”
“Here lies Eleutherius II, named after his father, whose valor was matched only by that of his forebear.”
“Here lies Eleutherius III, whose vices were a disgrace to the revered history of his name.”
“Here lies Dolus I. He who sacrificed it all for the betterment of his fellow man.”
“Here lies Erebus I, with whom Tartaros began a new golden age of prosperity.”
“Here lies Erebus II, who earned many conquests in the Mother's name.”
(She gives Kyra an Elixir.)
(smiles, closes eyes) ...Hope...
Sandraudiga
The Grand Inquisitor of Tartaros. A fearsome woman known as Heaven's Scythe.
Inquisitor
She who carries out the divine task
of expunging heresy from this world.
Personal Skill: Frenzy
For every 4 damage
taken, +1 to damage dealt.
Legendary Weapon: Gluttony
Hallowed weapon that expunges sin.
Elite
All hail Sandraudiga!
All hail her new world!
The clear condition for the final battle reads “Put her out of her misery” in long form, and “Put her down” in short form.
sandraudiga(He jumps.)
O-oh I don't think she works that way--!
(Órlaith retches.)
Mmph... I-I think I'm going to be sick...
First:
Everyone! Don't panic!
Keep going!
Keep going until she
goes down!
She HAS to go down
at some point...!
Second:
Third:
“Here lies the woman that gave me life, to whom I granted death. May I be forgiven for my sins.”
The grave is not sealed. It appears to be empty...
Sandraudiga
The fearsome Heaven's Scythe,
currently in the middle of making
the worst mistake of her life.
Lifewringer
She who toyed with powers beyond
her ken, and paid the price.
Personal Skill: Daunt
-5 Hit and Crit to all enemy units in a 3-tile radius.
Recover
Steals life instead of granting it.