You confront Char in the surveillance room and expose his method: he placed the blood samples in a corpse to escape.

Those memories ... what was that all about?

I can resonate with your blood. When we first found Dunning, my old wound gave a faint jolt of pain.

You controlled Jeffrey and Philip from the shadows, murdered Dunning, and filled him with the blood...

That body was your escape plan, wasn't it?

Tear off your other wing, and I'll come back to catch up. How's that sound?

Sounds good. Once I catch you, I'll peel it right off your bones.

Drop the tough act, Camille. You couldn't even figure out how I escaped.

Or are you pinning your hopes on this ... help from outside? What could he possibly offer?

...Oh? Go on and tell me more.

...Seems like I just couldn't hide from you.

Or is this the Endmin's work? After all, your Endfield once defeated the Warlord of the Wilds.

Why partner with Camille when a far better option is now available?

I had a gift for you, but I've changed my mind.

Until next time, brother.

His gift ... is probably the blood sample. With his blood, tracking him down will be child's play.

If he actually left it behind... Come on. We should leave.

Haha. No matter. My plan is complete.

Is that so? After all those mind games to salt Camille's wounds, you still failed to break him.

That carefully concealed prophecy of yours ... that's what this is really about, isn't it?

Well, too bad for you. Now we know it exists, we can find a way to tear it apart.

...Outsider, this is none of your concern.

How pathetic. A homeless vagrant forced to drift along the fringes of the Band.

If anything, you are the outsider.

......

And you, Endministrator.