The Poppet Princess/The Real Me
In the middle of Simon's assault, Prika runs out to talk with him and follows him for a private conversation. Tensions come to a head, and the two face off with Poppets. Simon is finally driveninto a corner, and summons up a decade's worth of mana to create Cair Oblivion.
Prika: Everyone's fighting poppets down there!
Prika: Is that... Simon?
Prika: Stella, we have to help them!
Stella: Yes, let's go!
Alk: *wheeze* Knock one down, and three take its place!
Razelt: You two! Why didn't you stay inside?!
Prika: What, you expect me to stand by while the rest of you are in trouble?
Prika: Besides, I have a few things I want to say to HIM!
Simon: Me? What is there left to say between us?
Simon: ...Fine. We'll finish this, one way or another.
Simon: But not here. Too many nuisances.
Prika: Don't you dare run away!)
Light: Wait, Prika!
Simon: We should be free of distractions here.
Simon: Speak. I may as well give you the chance to share your last words.
Prika: Uh... I almost feel like I should've planned what to say.
Prika: Mostly, I just wanted to have a proper conversation with you!
Simon: Why- trying to garner my sympathy?
Prika: Can you blame me for truing to find common ground? You knew Grey, right?
Prika: What was he like when he was with you?
Prika: And... what are you like? You know, when you're not trying to fight people.
Simon: ...It was a mistake to involve outsiders in this matter.
Simon: Do you really think yourself to be a person like your little pretend friends?
Prika: Excuse you! They're my REAL friends!
Simon: *chuckle* As if a fake princess born from Grey's lies can have true companions!
Prika: ...You're doing all this because you want me dead, right?
Prika: Surely there's some choice words you want to say to me!
Prika: Now's your chance to let it all out!
Simon: You.. You insolent, ignorant weapon!
Prika: Frist you call me a fake, then a weapon...
Prika: Who care about any of that?!
Prika: Has anyone ever told you how annoying you are?!
Simon: Graaahh!
Prika: *pant*
Simon: Don't look at me like that... Why... Why did he choose you over me?
Simon: Why do you... always come out on top?
Simon: And now... Now I've got nothing left.
Prika: I get what it's like to be alone.
Prika: You must've felt just as lost as me when you found out Grey passed on...
Simon: Hehehe... Ahahaha!
Simon: You and I are NOTHING alike.
Prika: Nuh-uh! Look, you and I are both people- super solid and real!
Simon: Enough. This chatter is pointless.
Simon: Decades worth of mana surrounds us, and it's all at my disposal!
Simon: Graahh! ARGHHH!
Alk: Prika, are you okay?
Alk: We came running as soon as the castle collapsed- The heck is THAT?!
Prika: Whatever it is, Simon's inside it.
Prika: I was so close to getting through to him... Everyone, lend me a hand!
Prika: Let's go save that idiot before he really hurts himself!
Razelt: This friendship of ours is truly demanding! I do hope you'll treat us to an ample amount of potatoes after this!
Alk: You can count on us!
Prika: I'll show you who I truly am- past all the lies!