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|Summary=With Sabnock defeated, the recital can begin— but Elias is unable to take part in it. He has accepted his changing voice, however, and vows to continue his singing. He and Lucretia then croon a duet that rings in the prince's ears long after the final note ends. | |Summary=With Sabnock defeated, the recital can begin— but Elias is unable to take part in it. He has accepted his changing voice, however, and vows to continue his singing. He and Lucretia then croon a duet that rings in the prince's ears long after the final note ends. | ||
| − | |Dialogue= | + | |Dialogue={{ST|Elias}} This is it for yooooou! |
| − | + | {{ST|Sabnock}} GRAAAAGH! | |
| − | + | {{ST|Elisanne}} Is it finished? | |
| − | + | {{ST|Luca}} You did it, Elias! Nice! | |
| − | + | {{ST|Elias}} I...did it? I beat Sabnock? | |
| − | + | {{ST|Euden}} You did. You found the courage to overcome the darkness that was inside your own heart. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Euden}} You were amazing, Elias. Thank you. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Elias}} No, thank YOU, Euden. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Elias}} I'm not confused anymore—and the jealous, bitter person I once was is gone for good now. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Euden}} ...Well, it took a lot longer than we thought, but I'm really looking forward to this recital. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Cleo}} Everyone seems very happy. It's a fitting emotion for such a moment. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Ranzal}} Hey, wait a sec. All the choir folks are lined up, but I don't see Elias anywhere. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Notte}} Aw man, you're right! You don't think it's all that voice stuff, do you? | |
| − | + | {{ST|Euden}} He may have overcome his own darkness, but that doesn't mean his old voice will ever return. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Notte}} Booooo... | |
| − | + | {{ST|???}} Why so glum, chums? | |
| − | + | {{ST|Notte}} Oh wow, Elias! Your voice! It's so... | |
| − | + | {{ST|Elias}} Yes. But my throat is in bad shape, so I've had to bow out of tonight's performance. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Cleo}} But this was to be your final recital! | |
| − | + | {{ST|Elias}} With the choir, yes. But there are still many places where I can perform as a singer. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Elias}} I've no intention of abandoning my singing career, even if it's going to occur at a different pitch. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Elias}} It may not be the ethereal sound some have come to expect of me, but it will still be enough to make an audience happy. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Euden}} You've grown up, Elias. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Ranzal}} For sure! I remember when you were just some punk kid, and now look at ya! | |
| − | + | {{ST|Notte}} But if you aren't performing in the recital, who's gonna sing the solo? | |
| − | + | {{ST|Elias}} Heh. Have a look for yourself. The performance is about to begin. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Choir}} ♪♪♪ | |
| − | + | {{ST|Elisanne}} It's so pure and beautiful... It's like it might shatter at any moment. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Cleo}} And because the miracle of this moment is fleeting, that makes it all the more touching. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Notte}} Shut up, guys! The solo's starting! | |
| − | + | {{ST|Pia}} ♪♪♪ | |
| − | + | {{ST|Luca}} Wait, PIA?! That jittery little kid's gonna sing the big solo?! | |
| − | + | {{ST|Elias}} She won the part fair and square after I bowed out. Apparently she's been practicing non-stop. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Elias}} She's still not quite as good as me, but for a first-time soloist, she shows tremendous promise. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Notte}} Drop the cocky attitude already, pal! She's super good and you know it! | |
| − | + | {{ST|Elisanne}} It seems Elias is not the only one who has grown up recently. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Pia}} ♪♪♪ | |
| − | + | {{ST|Elias}} ...I'm going to step out for a minute. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Cleo}} Elias? | |
| − | + | {{ST|Euden}} Hmm. I'm going to go check on him. The rest of you should stay here and enjoy the show. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Euden}} Oh, hello. What are you three doing here? | |
| − | + | {{ST|Lucretia}} We saw Elias leave and were concerned. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Vixel}} Although it looks like that concern was misplaced. Look over there. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Elias}} ♪♪♪ | |
| − | + | {{ST|Euden}} He's...singing. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Lucretia}} It's not the beautiful soprano voice that I'm used to, and yet it echoes in my heart all the same. | |
| − | + | {{STD|Maritimus}} It's like he's broken free of his troubles! | |
| − | + | {{ST|Vixel}} I can't wait to see what comes next in his life. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Lucretia}} Music continues through easy times and hard; through weakness and strength. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Lucretia}} So long as we have dreams, we have music. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Lucretia}} And as a fellow musician, I cannot allow myself to fall behind him. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Vixel}} Well said. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Lucretia}} Will you all excuse me for a moment? I think his song needs a second voice. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Vixel}} I'm certain he'll be delighted. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Elias}} Lucretia... | |
| − | + | {{ST|Lucretia}} You've a beautiful singing voice, sir. Might I accompany you? | |
| − | + | {{ST|Elias}} G-gladly! | |
| − | + | {{ST|Together}} ♪♪♪ | |
| − | + | {{ST|Euden}} I feel like I also learned something from Elias. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Euden}} While there may be a bright future at the end of all our worries and pain, it's not one that will come on its own. | |
| − | + | {{ST|Euden}} You have to choose it and fight for it. You have to MAKE that future your own. | |
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