| Zeid: Something's horribly wrong! You are not Garuda. Then waht...? ???: Pitiful humans. You cannot hear nature, though she aches for one to listen.. I am left breathless knowing my name has been forgotten. Iroha: No. Your vestige is known to me. The seductress, Siren! Siren: Ah, young daughter. Have you come from a faraway age? One is mere happenstance, but to think...two... Iroha: Your words confound me. Do you mean to say that yet another has come from the future? Siren: I do. Not all are equal before Father Time, least of all one who can devour him. It no longer needs wait for the future, and has sent its emissary to this time. Even now, he stands tall, cackling at your backs. Iroha: <Ghaps> Zeid: Iroha! Iroha: May this arrow strike true, fiend! Zeid: I-impossible! We cannot let it escape! | |