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Narration:  In a valley amidst the Marhaut Range, Ike and company are reunited with King Caineghis of Gallia. King Tibarn of Phoenicis also arrives, and brings with him a disturbing tale... His words serve notice: There is no time to waste. The final showdown with Ashnard is coming. Between the forces King Caineghis grants them before returning home and the soldiers King Tibarn brings, the Crimean army possesses three times the fighting power that it did when it left Begnion. Even so, the Daein forces encamped in the capital are strong, rested, and comparable in number. In addition, the road to the final confrontation is blocked by two formidable obstacles-- Fort Pinell and Nados Castle. How these two tests are faced will mightily affect the course of the war.

Ashnard: I see. So Crimea and Gallia have finally joined forces, have they? Half-breeds and humans fighting side by side... How sweet!

Black Knight: In addition, it seems the incident with the heron princess has brought more Phoenicians to the struggle as well.

Ashnard: Oh, the hawk king is getting involved, eh?

Black Knight: Which means that the Crimean army's strength of arms is all but equal to our own...and growing daily. Of course, this pathetic, ragged band is still no match for our superior leadership and skill.

Ashnard: Heh heh heh... Heeee hee hee hee! Things are getting interesting, are they not? But I am still unsatisfied. Divide our army into two battalions, and send one to meet the Crimeans.

Black Knight: And who...will be in charge of that battalion?

Ashnard: Bertram.

Black Knight: Bertram?

Ashnard: Does that bother you? Well then... Perhaps I should leave it to you and see what happens! Heee heee heee!

Black Knight: Do you believe I would betray you?

Ashnard: I believe your heart has considered it.

Black Knight: Surely you jest... I will divide our forces and see that they march to meet Crimea under Bertram's command. Is this satisfactory?

Ashnard: I leave it to you, good sir knight.

Black Knight: One other thing, Your Majesty. In my absence, did you order the death of Ena?

Ashnard: Ena? Ena...? Oh, yes, her. I'd forgotten about that one. I lost all interest in her when she failed to hold Daein's capital, you know? I've no use for failures... Yes, yes, I remember it now. I ordered General Petrine to take care of her... Ha! Another failure under my command... I told Petrine that if the task was beyond her, capturing Ena would be enough.

Black Knight: I see.

Ashnard: Why do you ask?

Black Knight: According to one of General Petrine's men, they have indeed captured Ena. But, with the general's death, they're unsure what to do with her.

Ashnard: Heh heh. That was one of Petrine's better qualities. She always did follow orders. Well, what do you intend to do?

Black Knight: I wish to receive your instructions. Do you still wish to see her killed, or have you changed your mind?

Ashnard: Mmm. Do as you will. I care not. However! Do not bring her into my presence! When that one is near, Rajaion seems to grow restless.

Black Knight: As you wish.