The Poppet Princess/Elusive Truth
While Alk and Razelt try to get the town gate open, Prika nervously explains that she has never gone outside before, but Stella is quick to calm her down. Simon suddenly appears from behind them, revealing that Prika is a weapon, and Grey was supposed to be her warden, before he attacks the group.
Razelt: This place is absurdly large... Simply going from one end of the path to the other is exhausting.
Razelt: Will this gate not open?
Alk: Probably not without Simon. He's the one who opened it up for us last time-
Prika: You're not seriously trying to go outside, are you?
Prika: Plus... does he really live in that small cabin over there?
Prika: That can't be right... That's Grey's home. I've never been inside, but I know that's where he lived.
Light: Then we must take a closer look. Alk, I think it's about time we resort to force-
Prika: No one told me we'd be going past the town boundary! I've never put a single toes outside before!
Stella: Why are you so against leaving?
Prika: Because... the outside world is a dangerous place with dragons wandering around and stuff... isn't it?
Stella: It's true there are dragons in the worlds. But they aren't a problem.
Prika: Wait... What?
Stella: Come, Prika. We'll be fine as long as we stick together.
Prika: Fine, but you better stay glued to me! Promise?
Stella: Understood. I shall remain by your side while we are beyond the boundary.
Simon: You lot... What are you doing with the princess?
Light: Simon!
Prika: You're Simon?
Simon: Indeed. Nice to meet you, Princess Prika. I am glad to see you well.
Razelt: Did my ears deceive me, or did you just claim to MEET the princess? You've been deceiving us?!
Simon: Haha... This is ridiculous. Has the princess charmed you to her side?
Prika: Hold it right there, mister! Those robes you're wearing look exactly like Grey's.
Prika: You know him, don't you? Where is that old man?
Simon: Prince Prika, you...
Simon: You still believe everything Grey has told you about himself and about you, don't you?
Simon: But the truth is, you aren't a princess who's meant for anything grand like welcoming Mosnian royalty.
Simon: In fact, you're no princess at all- only a weapon leftover from the fallen kingdom of Mosnia.
Prika: What are you talking about?
Simon: Yours is a power that destroyed my homeland long ago. It was meant to be sealed away...
Prika: What do you mean I'm a weapon?! Nothing you're saying makes sense!
Simon: Grey was supposed to be your warden- nothing more, nothing less.
Prika: So then... I was his prisoner?
Simon: Think about it. He never let you out past the walls.
Simon: Need I say more than that? Mosnia is gone, and you are the remnant of a bloodline fated to die.
Stella: Prika is not a threat.
Simon: I thought outsiders like you would be able to see the truth and dispose of her for me... But I've made a grave miscalculation.
Simon: There is only one path left.
Light: The poppets! They were YOUR doing?!
Simon: Weapons need to be controlled. I happened to have inherited the method.
Simon: A decade's worth of magic sits in this location... An endless supply of mana, ripe for the taking!
Razelt: Everyone, get behind me! I get the distinct feeling he won't be pulling any punches!
Light: He's leaving us no choice. Get into formation!
Prika: Why is this happening...
Simon: Princess, it's time to open your eyes- your power is a curse.
Simon: I shall prove it to you!