Start of Mercia fight:
Bluebird! What are you doing all the way out here?
Dad! So this is where you went!
Weren't you going on a diplomatic expedition overseas?
I'm on the trail of an ancient weapon that people say is loose in Aurania.
Why are you here? Are you looking for it too?
I am...
I wished you'd said - we could have gone after it together.
The artefact you seek... it's more than a weapon, little one. Its name is Requiem, and it is... monstrous.
Don't worry, Dad. I don't want to use it for anything.
I'm planning to destroy it! It sounds so dangerous...
It IS dangerous, Mercia.
Please return home and allow me to deal with it.
We'll deal with it together!
You're all I've got left, Dad...
Don't ask me to leave.
I'm afraid I must... You're all I have left too.
I'm not going home! If I have to prove I'm worthy of helping you, then so be it!
Let me show you I'm ready! Let's battle!
If I win, we stick together, if I lose, I go home.
Very well, then...
End of Mercia fight (Victory):
...
So you're going on without me...?
Truly, it's for the best.
Please, just... Be careful, Dad.
I will, Bluebird, I promise.
End of Mercia fight (Defeat):
I did it!
See, Dad? I can help!
Oh, Bluebird...
I won't break my word...
But if we are to stay together, then we will be returning home to Cherrystone Castle.
But Dad--
I'm sorry, that is my final word.
Start of Greenfinger fight:
You are Greenfinger Zawan, are you not?
I am...
And judging by your attire, I would guess that you are King Mercival, the ruler of Cherrystone.
Quite right!
It is an honour.
The honour is all mine!
But I'm surprised to see you so far from the Gloomwoods...
I was led to believe that Greenfingers prefer to remain among their people.
Hoho! The Floran do need a close eye kept on them...
But some matters require even more attention...
I search for an object of arcane power... I intend to bring about its destructon.
Oh... I believe that I, too, seek this object.
I urge you to let me deal with it.
With all due respect, Your Majesty, this object was forged by human hands...
And by all accounts, it overcame its creators.
I believe only a Floran may rid the world of its evil.
I do follow your logic, Greenfinger, it's just...
My family was charged with the guardianship of this object a long time ago...
It is my burden to bear.
And yet, it seems you have not been able to keep your ward in check.
It would not be wise to-- I'm afraid I cannot step aside.
I understand... but neither can I.
To battle, then...
End of Greenfinger fight (Victory):
You fought well, Greenfinger, but I am destined to complete this quest.
I will destroy the weapon.
I hope you are right.
End of Greenfinger fight (Defeat):
I have failed...
Rest assured, King Mercival, I shall succeed.
Start of Tenri fight:
Empress Tenri! Is that you?! It's been so long!
King Mercival! It's wonderful to see you!
But what brings you to this place?
Alas, nothing good.
What's wrong? Do you require aid?
I am here because I seek something - an ancient and powerful weapon known as--
Requiem. I've heard of it... I, too, seek it.
Oh.
Your Highness, I beg of you, please leave this to me.
I do not doubt your capabilities for one moment...
But I believe I, and I alone, may destroy Requiem.
Destroy it?!
Of Course.
I can't allow you to destroy it! I need it!
With Requiem by my side, I could truly protect Heavensong!
My empire, my people, my family... All safe.
Your Highness... Tenri... That is not how Requiem works.
It is a weapon of ruin. If you try to wield it...
It will destroy you, and everything you hold dear.
You think I am so easily corrupted? Will you try to stop me claiming it?
I am duty bound to do so...
Then draw your sword, old friend.
End of Tenri fight (Victory):
...
So you will destroy it, then?
I will.
At least that will keep it out of Felheim's grasp...
End of Tenri fight (Defeat):
Please... Reconsider your quest.
No. I'm sorry, Mercival. Heavensong needs Requiem.
Start of Sigrid fight:
...I had feared our paths would cross on this quest. Alas, I was right.
Oh. A blue-haired monarch. Which one are you? The sword-swinging airhead...
Or the idiot archer?
Oh wait, it's neither. You're father to the first and son to the second.
What a family.
It's King Mercival, isn't it? You're the twitchy, witless one with the saber.
And you are Sigrid, High Vampire of the West. Cruel and savage. A truly hateful creature.
Ha! If I had a drop of blood in my veins, I'd be blushing!
Requiem's awakening - was it your doing?
Fool! If it had been MY doing, I would already have used it to claim dominion over Aurania.
I wouldn't be searching for it here, would I?
...But why are YOU here?
That is none of your concern.
Don't play coy with me, little king. It tries my patience.
If you have information about Requiem, I want it.
You can give it to me freely, or I can EXTRACT it myself.
I will tell you this...
...long have I known that you sought Requiem, and long have I watched you fail to find it.
Now, at last, it is time to face you, and truly put an end to your plotting.
Insolent and arrogant, like all of your species.
I will enjoy spilling your blood.
End of Sigrid fight (Victory):
One less nightmare in the world.
End of Sigrid fight (Defeat):
There's something quite satisfying about regicide...
Start of Dark Mercia fight:
It must be around here somewhere...
I know I'm close, I can sense the dark pull of its magic.
Oh. Hi, Dad.
Mercia?! What's happened to you?!
This cannot be! You returned home to safety!
Oh yes - all the way home like a good little girl...
Left alone to sit in the castle, patiently waiting for news.
And waiting... And waiting...
It felt just like sitting outside mother's sickroom all those years ago...
I went home and chewed my nails until I drew blood...
And still no word came.
So I left again.
And this time I heard Requiem calling.
I came straight here.
It has claimed you.
Oh, we're a team, Requiem and I...
With Requiem, I can keep you safe, you see? The way I couldn't keep Mum safe.
The way YOU couldn't keep Mum safe.
Bluebird, please. If there's any of your true self left within you...
Please come back to me! Turn away from the darkness!
Oh, Father. It's a little late for that.
Fight, Mercia! FIGHT!
Hahahaha! What a good idea!
Draw your sword, old man...
End of Dark Mercia fight (Victory):
It isn't too late, Bluebird!
End of Dark Mercia fight (Defeat):
You know, I did this for you.
You could be a little more grateful.
Ending Cutscene:
- <Dark Mercia>: So, you bested me in a single fight? So what?!
- <Dark Mercia>: You are my father, after all... I held back.
- <Mercival>: Exactly.
- <Mercival>: That is Requiem's one weakness...
- <Mercival>: That for all its power, it cannot act alone.
- <Mercival>: It needs a person, a soul... And this time it chose my daughter.
- <Mercival>: And that was a mistake.
- <Mercival>: All your malice, Requiem...
- <Mercival>: All your ire and hatred and bloodlust...
- <Mercival>: It is no match for my daughter's heart!
- <Dark Mercia>: You're wrong, old man! Just stop!
- <Mercival>: Bluebird... You can beat her!
- <Dark Mercia>: I SAID, STOP IT!
- <Mercival>: Mercia!
- (Dark Mercia turns back into Mercia.)
- <Mercia>: Dad.
- <Mercival>: My little Bluebird.
- (Fade to black.)
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