It felt like being thrust through time, both backwards and forwards. One moment, she could remember Eizen like it was yesterday, him fitting his boots to her size, each of them taking a glove... but the truth of it was she was here, half-way up the mountain he haunted, in that terrible form...

There was only one reason Sorey would climb to this peak as well, and there was a sinking feeling in the air that it wasn't to fulfil the promise they had made.

"So, you've finally figured it out, huh?" she continued without pause, though her voice started to shake just slightly. "That the only way to save my brother is no different from the way we'll beat Heldalf."

Necessary... yeah, that was one way of putting it, Mikleo.