New Power
New PowerSummary
Dismayed by Emile's atrocities and lies, the Waterwyrm decides to forge a new pact with Euden. When Harle tells them the emperor is trying to kill the Flamewyrm, the group sets off to her volcanic lair to help.
Dialogue
Euden: I don't want to fight you!
Emile: What?! How could my dragon lose to insignificant dregs like you?
Emile: Get up, you beast! You can still fight!
Waterwyrm: Nnngh...
Euden: Enough, Emile! You're hurting her!
Emile: Silence! Don't you dare mock me!
Emile: As if it weren't bad enough being lorded over by our other siblings, now I have to deal with YOU? I cannot abide it!
Emile: None of you are stronger than me. NONE OF YOU! I've barely shown you a sliver of what I'm capable of.
Emile: Now...GET...UUUUUUP!
Emile: Aieee! How dare you loose an arrow at your prince!
Emile: Whoever did that, show yourself! I will crush the life out of you with my own two hands!
Luca: Or—if you're smart—you'll stay where you are. Lay one more finger on that dragon, and I'll put an arrow through your eye.
Emile: Y-you wouldn't!
Waterwyrm: Why do you come to my defense, sylvan? I nearly killed you the last time you thought to challenge me.
Luca: No, you didn't. I understand that now. You held back and spared me.
Luca: The least I can do is return the favor.
Luca: And I don't regret challenging you, by the way.
Luca: I'm proud of risking my life to save the people I love.
Luca: As I'm sure Euden is.
Luca: He can stand tall because he's willing to fight for this world's future even as it continues to try and crush him underfoot.
Luca: Can you stand tall, dragon?
Luca: Or will you continue to bow to this poor excuse of a master who pummels you like a common barnyard animal?
Waterwyrm: You would ask ME that question?
Euden: Yes, I would! You're a DRAGON, for crying out loud—the most revered of all creatures! Fight for what YOU want!
Waterwyrm: Ah, but I already do. I fight for a beautiful land of azure seas, which I treasure above all else in this world.
Waterwyrm: Emile promised to use his wealth and power to keep the ocean safe.
Emile: To hell with your ocean. Get up and KILL THEM NOW!
Waterwyrm: ...To hell with it?
Waterwyrm: Did you just say ＂to hell with your ocean＂? The very one you swore to protect?
Emile: Yes, I did. And so what?!
Emile: Let all the water in the world turn to swampland. It means naught to me.
Emile: You are my slave now, dragon. THAT is what the pact signifies.
Emile: Now heed my command and get...on... your...FEEEEEET!
Waterwyrm: You lied to me, and thus do you dishonor the sacred bond between dragons and your bloodline.
Waterwyrm: You two-faced fiend...
Euden: You see, Waterwyrm?
Euden: Emile isn't worthy of a pact with you.
Euden: Your power isn't meant to be used on such petty ambitions.
Waterwyrm: But if not him...then who?
Waterwyrm: I left the azure seas undefended when I rose onto the continent. I must rely on someone to protect my home in my stead.
Euden: I understand how important a home is.
Euden: As do the sylvans.
Euden: So let ME keep your home safe. You don't need Emile.
Waterwyrm: You would take his place?
Emile: But... That's... N-no! You cannot! We have a pact!
Emile: You're not allowed to break a pact, you idiot dragon!
Euden: Waterwyrm, I swear this to you now: so long as I live, no harm will come to your ocean home.
Waterwyrm: That light that surrounds you...
Waterwyrm: Could you be the true heir to dragonblood?
Waterwyrm: There is only one way to know: I will disavow myself of my current pact.
Waterwyrm: If the Dragon Parting does not kill me and reduce me to mana, then I will know it was never a true pact at all.
Emile: The Dragon Parting? No... No no no! You cannot do that! I forbid it!
Waterwyrm: Ha! Nrrrrrr... HrrryaaaaaaAAA!
Emile: She's actually DOING it. She's trying to sever our pact, even if it kills her. And I hope it does, you stupid lizard!
Waterwyrm: *huff* *puff* I am still here... Is it done?
Euden: Are you all right, Waterwyrm? We should be quick about this.
Waterwyrm: Indeed we should.
Waterwyrm: But first, answer me this, Prince of dragonblood...
Waterwyrm: For what reason do you fight? Why do you seek our power?
Euden: To defend all that I love.
Euden: I just lost someone dear to me because I lacked the strength to protect her.
Euden: So please...give me your help.
Waterwyrm: I can see the resolve in your eyes, and I hear no artifice in your voice...
Waterwyrm: You shine like a true king... and you are worthy of my blessing.
Mercury: I am Mercury, mistress of the tides and ruler of the waves. I shall be the ocean that carries you!
Emile: A pactstone? B-b-but that cannot be!
Emile: How is it possible?
Mercury: I was able to break my pact with you because your motives when forging it were untrue.
Emile: You've betrayed me! I will never forgive you for this!
Mercury: A pact is a double-edged sword. You will come to know this in time.
Mercury: And a small man cannot withstand it.
Harle: Haw haw haw! Poor Prince Emile! He's lost his dragon!
Emile: Harle. Where were you?!
Emile: Kill these maggots and get my fool dragon back!
Harle: The real surprise is you, Euden.
Harle: Multiple dragonpacts? And both with Greatwyrms!
Harle: What are you, Alberius the Founder? ...Still, a shame you're too late.
Euden: What do you mean?
Harle: Emperor Aurelius has already disbanded your kingdom and is now putting the remaining dragons to death.
Euden: He would never do that! ...At least, my father wouldn't.
Ranzal: Huh? An earthquake?
Luca: Smoke is rising from the mountain... That's Mount Adolla! It's erupting!
Elisanne: But that's where the Flamewyrm lives... Has the emperor attacked her?!
Harle: Correct! He and the Flamewyrm do battle even as we speak.
Elisanne: But that is the gravest of sins! Dragons have long kept our world safe, and they are to be revered!
Cleo: I agree. To lay hand to them would be beyond the pale.
Euden: Why does this impostor hate dragons?
Euden: What is he trying to do?
Harle: You'll have to seek those answers yourself at Mount Adolla.
Harle: Come, Prince Emile. We are leaving.
Emile: What? Wait! Slow down!
Emile: Before I go, Euden, let me leave you with this pretty picture...
Emile: The emperor has our dear, sweet sister Zethia with him.
Emile: In fact, she's probably being roasted alive at this very moment.
Euden: What? Emile, come back here! Damn it!
Notte: C'mon, Euden! We need to get to that volcano before anything happens to Zethia!