Fire devours all indiscriminately.
One fire can destroy everything, no matter how precious, no matter how treasured.
Gerald once said the Sarkaz have no home, only war that follows them wherever they go. They swore fealty to their lord in the hope of finding a home of their own.
He left because he became disappointed.
I did not dare to ask why he was disappointed.
We were full of hope when we first came here.
We were happy despite the hardship.
But now...
Now, they are leaving. Is it because life here has disappointed him in the same way?
What about me?
I am watching the things I treasured burn before my eyes.
Burning.
Fading away.
......
Gone... all gone...
Fire! Fire!
The sacrarium is burning! Get water! Water!
What's going on? Is that a fire?
Raimund! What are you doing here? I thought you had...
Now's not the time for that!
Y-You're right!
The sacrarium's on fire! Give me a hand!
The sacrarium?!
How did the sacrarium catch fire?
How should I know?! Fires have happened before, but nothing as bad as this one. And the timing!
We need to put it out! Thank goodness it wasn't the residences...
......
Keep fighting the fire. I'll get help.
Water! *cough* More water!
The fire's too fierce!
Careful of the smoke! Close the door, that might keep the fire from spreading...
What are you talking about?!
It's the sacrarium! The holy statue is in there! Closing the door won't put the fire out!
That's not what I mean! But it's too dangerous right now!
A wise decision.
What do you know... who are you?
......
Kids...? No, how could you bring children to a dangerous place like this?!
Stay away! It's not safe here!
You're right. It's not safe.
You've inhaled a lot of smoke. Continue to do so, and you'll begin experiencing symptoms of smoke inhalation.
So what? Got anything useful to say?
I've never seen you before... you're Sankta, right? From Laterano? That's a holy statue of Laterano! Do something!
My mission does not involve the statue.
What are you talking about? Now's no time to talk about some 'mission'!
Use your... your... your Arts to put that bloody fire out, or get out of the way if you're not gonna help!
I'm afraid I'm unable to use Arts suitable for that purpose.
More people are needed to fight the fire and minimize damage.
I'll get help!
There's no need.
They're coming.
You're here...
We got word from Raimund.
Enough talk. Take the bucket! I'll go get more!
A-Alright!
More here!
I've got it.
Find a safe place to wait.
You're that Lateran...
And what of the kids?
I do not believe now is the right time to discuss that.
Hmph.
Here, bucket.
Clément!
Stop, Clément! Don't go any further!
I advise against going into the scene of the fire right now.
Let me go! Let me go!
It is dangerous without proper protective equipment.
He's right!
Are you trying to get yourself killed?!
I have to—
I have to...
......
Sorry... I lost my head.
I know it hurts, but this is serious.
Flowers can be replanted.
......
We're running out of water. I'll fill a few more buckets.
We can't go any further! The fire and smoke are too much...
You can stay behind.
I suggest not speaking loudly to avoid smoke inhalation.
And who's the reason I have to speak?
You don't need to follow me.
I don't trust you. I'm keeping an eye on you.
Wait, did you hear that?
The fire continues to burn, and the gun-wielding statue creaks ominously.
It casts a scorching shadow on Raimund, as though passing judgment on the Sarkaz who dared to set foot in a Sankta sacrarium, as it begins to topple in the fire.
—!
Get back!
There is a sharp cracking sound, but the expected pain does not come.
The Executor stands before the Sarkaz, his gun held high.
This way, before anything else falls!
Your arm...
No, wait a second, you destroyed the statue?!
I did not destroy it, only changed its direction to prevent it from hitting you.
But it's your statue...
That does not matter.
......
The fire continues to grow. It's atypical.
Although furnishings like wooden benches are flammable, the initial location of the fire was unusual. It's possible that something else caused the fire.
What do you mean? What are you trying to say?
......
Hm?
That is...
(Is this where the Sarkaz live?)
(The walls are too thin to guard against the winds blowing across the wastes.)
(It really is chilly.)
(It's getting dark. I'm taking too long.)
(Hm?)
(Is that a fire I see up there?)
(A fire, now?)
(Looks like there's trouble on Federico's side.)
(...! Someone's coming!)
They've gone to help at the abbey. Should we go too?
Stefano was good to us. Even if we're leaving...
You go if you want to, but keep me out of this!
They've got their Lateran friends! Let them help. We're not welcome there.
(Well, guess I just got into the habit of hiding myself.)
(Was there an argument? Things weren't like this when Oren and I first came...)
Don't be mad. Leyla didn't mean to say that...
She definitely thought it, even if she didn't mean to say it!
She said I stole her winter clothes! Me, a thief? Taking care of this stuff has been my responsibility for years!
Man...
She thinks we're an eyesore! They all think so! They never treated us the same as them!
They hate us because Stefano refused to abandon us and return to Laterano! I see them for who they are now. We're the only ones who thought of us as family!
......
I hesitated when Gerald wanted to leave. Now, I realize he was right.
They want us gone? We'll be gone!
Can we really get out of here, though? The scouts haven't come back...
Still better than waiting. Next time this happens, I won't be able to stop myself from punching someone.
(...)
It's cold.
I spent so much time holed up in a room that I forgot how cold the night outside was.
Velliv is going to cut my pay for this.
I guess I'll make my own shining fruit dobosh for Mostima rather than buy it if that happens.
Time is running out...
—Found you!
It's finally out...
Everything is gone, but at least the fire didn't spread below. It could've been worse.
What do you mean, 'it could've been worse'?!
Look at the statue! And the flowers... oh.
......
No one was hurt. That's a good thing.
What about you, Raimund?
Fine. Not dead yet.
You crazy kid, you really charged straight in!
Just you wait, Gerald will smack you around when he hears about this!
Don't tell Gerald.
Ha, now you're scared.
Where's the Abbot? Did anyone tell him?
Well, informing him is about all we can do right now.
Everybody be careful. We don't want any more accidents...
It wasn't an accident.
Federico!
What did you say?
It wasn't an accident. I believe this was an act of arson.
That's not something to say lightly, Lateran.
Impossible... who would want to burn the sacrarium down?
Do you have proof?
Like I said.
Huh?
The fire spread in an unusual way. It was caused by a foreign source.
That's all?
Enough to reach a conclusion.
Why you—
Wait a second, Raimund.
What? You think this is arson too?
I... I don't know. But...
I went to look for help. People don't hang around this place much, especially you Sarkaz...
But I bumped into you.
Hey, what are you getting at?!
Don't interrupt, Fernand!
Let him finish.
I... I don't mean... I just wanted to ask...
What were you doing there, Raimund?
Is this what you wanted to show me, Gerald?
People don't say what's really on their minds around us.
......
This is our reality, Stefano.
I know. I've always known.
No one is wrong. This isn't anyone's fault. We just want to live in peace. But this is how things are.
The Sarkaz are doomed to wander.
I told you this place would be your home.
You did.
You said you wanted the children to take root here.
Maybe I was wrong.
You said no one is wrong.
There's a lot on your mind lately, Stefano.
What are you planning?
Or, should I ask...? Did you have anything to do with this fire?