"Sorcery." "In Northern Calendar year 1899, a public experiment held in the Cathedral of Saint Schumann radically changed our world." "Hello, Sorcery Management Bureau." "Yes." "Yes." "As I said the other day, that's still under investigation." "I'll be dealing with the investigations on our end, so could I ask you to send me all the documents by this afternoon?" "Okay, the meeting will be at 11:00." "Oh, Nerin!" "Morning!" "Let's go back to that restaurant sometime!" "Yeah!" "What the research team led by Professor George Greco did was to bring sorcery, once the stuff of superstition and legend, into the real world." "Sorcery, once established as a technological system, was incorporated into administration, industry," "agriculture, medicine..." "Military affairs." "Its use spread to every field." "The support team is in position." "Dr. Thompson?" "Inspector Simmons!" "Yes?" "You have a phone call from the Sorcery Management Bureau." "All right!" "Thank you." "This is Second Inspector Nerin Simmons." "Yes, I understand." "I'll respond immediately." "Okay, Lei, I replaced most of the parts that looked sketchy, but start treating her a little better, would you?" "Huh?" "Uh-huh." "I mean, it's fine by me, since the more parts I change, the more money I make, but..." "Sorry." "Oh yeah, I also cut you a full auto sear." "What is it, Cappel?" "There a demon out there?" "Yes." "We have a Case SA in progress at Simon Emergency Hospital." "The man who went demon was a surgeon named George Thompson." "It happened during an operation, probably due to a poorly-maintained Mold." "It's also possible that the Oddman terrorist organization is involved." "We've finished evacuating the neighborhood." "Okay." "Sir!" "What's taking the Sorcery Management guys so long?" "!" "It's okay." "I know we can get away!" "Where do you think you're taking that boy?" "I'll patch up his wounds!" "Dr. Thompson, please stop..." "This area is by no means safe." "Please, return to your homes." "Apparently it's a demon." "He'll kill us just as easily at home!" "Apparently it's a demon." "He'll kill us just as easily at home!" "Again?" "They're everywhere lately." "Again?" "They're everywhere lately." "Excuse me!" "Please let me through!" "Pardon me!" "I..." "What's the deal?" "!" "We haven't even got a single person from Sorcery Management, let alone a Tactical Sorcerist!" "Have you really called them?" "!" "I'm sorry I'm late!" "I'm Nerin Simmons of the Sorcery Management Bureau!" "Now we've got one... a cute little girl." "So you're finally here?" "Where are the Sorcerists?" "There aren't any Tactical Sorcerists here." "None here?" "What kind of joke is this?" "!" "There's been a series of terrorist acts by Oddman, and all the certified Tactical Sorcerists in this district are out dealing with them!" "Then you can just get some from the next district!" "Any district!" "Just grab 'em from wherever you can find 'em!" "The Sorcery Management Bureau is looking for people as we speak." "I'm sure we can get someone within an hour..." "Cut the crap!" "An HOUR?" "!" "By then, all the survivors in the hospital will have been killed, and before long, the demon will bust out of that building!" "If that happens, there'll be no stopping it." "Are you telling us to just stand here and twiddle our thumbs?" "!" "But you know if you moved in with your equipment, you'd just be going in there to die!" "Then bring me one of those Sorcerists who can take down demons!" "Sorry." "I'm just feeling really impatient, and I lost my temper." "It's fine." "That's a pretty big gun you're using." "It won't kill a demon, but it does make me feel a little better." "Well, I guess we just have to make sure we don't stir him up until the Sorcerists get here." "Right." "Cut it out!" "All we'll do is get ourselves killed!" "But..." "Stop!" "Stop!" "I don't want to die!" "But..." "Stop!" "Stop!" "I don't want to die!" "Shit!" "Hey!" "Shit!" "Hey!" "Dammit." "Who's that?" "!" "Who's shooting?" "!" "It looks like Collins and Team 7 have gone in without permission!" "What?" "!" "Please call them back right away!" "They'll just be more casualties!" "Three officers, including Sergeant Collins..." "Killed in action." "If only we had a Sorcerist..." "Do you just need a Tactical Sorcerist?" "Who are you?" "It's very dangerous here, little girl." "So you should..." "Do you need a Tactical Sorcerist?" "Er, well, yes..." "Hey, wait!" "Leiot." "Leiot." "Isn't this... a Mold Carrier?" "Is there really a Tactical Sorcerist here?" "But there's no license on here anywhere." "You..." "Your forehead..." "Huh?" "!" "What in the world are you doing?" "Good morning, Leiot." "Leiot, it's time for work." "Cappeltetta..." "I'd really like it if you'd come up with a quieter way to wake me up..." "Your wakeup style has serious issues." "You there." "Is this your Mold Carrier?" "Are you a Tactical Sorcerist?" "Jeez, looks like you brought me a real pain." "Show me your license from the Department of Labor!" "I'm from the Department of Labor's Sorcery Management Bureau!" "You're an uncertified Sorcerist, aren't you?" "!" "Place both hands on your car and spread your legs!" "No, first take off that coat!" "Under Article 3 of the Sorcerist Law..." "Your hammer." "Your hammer's not cocked." "And while we're at it..." "The chamber is empty." "Well, I can guess the basic situation." "So, what are you here for?" "Did you come to hand me over to the cops?" "Or did you come with a job for me?" "Well..." "Let's go, Cappel." "Hold it right there!" "You know there's a demon on the rampage in that hospital, right?" "!" "Do you mean to let those people die, when you've got the power to save them?" "!" "But I'm uncertified." "So a public servant like you would get in trouble for using me, right?" "There'll be a stain on your record, girl." "That doesn't mean I can just walk away!" "People's lives are on the line here!" "Well, human life IS the priciest thing in the world..." "But then again, it's also the most easily marked down, isn't it?" "Cut the crap!" "I'd better get paid for this." "Let's play doctor!" "No!" "Hey there, brother." "Sorry to interrupt your little joyride but I'm here to kill you." "Have you lost your mind?" "!" "Leiot Steinberg is an unlicensed Sorcerist!" "But there's no other way!" "Right now we just have to take down the demon!" "I'm Isaac Hammond of Team Black Dog." "What's the situation?" "Exist." "What?" "The bastard's started!" "Exist." "What are you doing?" "!" "There are still people in there, you know!" "My daughter's still in there!" "Looks like what they say is true." "That one rogue is making all Tactical Sorcerists look bad." "Hey, now!" "I ask you on a date and your eye's roving the second we leave home?" "That's just not cool." "What the heck are you doing?" "!" "Exist!" "I break the laws of nature, I am beyond the bounds of reason..." "Bad news!" "Everybody get outta here!" "Here I show my destructive will!" "Veluta aeim, quifa quifa." "Samda maa kaav..." "Magna Blast..." "Exist!" "Hurry up and get the survivors out of there!" "Yes, sir!" "You guys are always pulling this crap!" "My daughter is inside!" "Get outta here!" "You freakin' wrecked this place!" "Inspector Simmons, you'd better stay far away from him from now on." "This is the first time I've met him too, but I've heard the rumors." "What a piece of work." "No license, and he's slapdash about everything." "But he's taken down a lot of demons, so the authorities leave him be." "He's single-handedly undermined the reputations of all Tactical Sorcerists." "Mr. Hammond, is something wrong?" "No." "Minea!" "Minea!" "Mama, I'm okay." "Minea..." "Thank goodness!" "In exchange for our use of sorcery, we've polluted the world with an invisible contaminant called "Malediction."" "As a result, those who use sorcery carelessly lose control of themselves, and their bodies transform until they become terrible monsters." "In order to allow humans to use sorcery and still remain human," "Mold technology was developed, and mankind continued to use sorcery despite the ever-present danger of turning into demons." "And so..." "As long as people are unable to give up sorcery technology, accidents and terrorist acts will continue to spawn demons forever." "The incident at Simon Hospital didn't blow up as big as we'd hoped." "It's a shame." "Hey, them's the breaks." "Leiot Steinberg's a loose cannon." "Now, we can't just have a loose cannon interfering with our carefully-laid plans." "That, I can take care of." "All kinds of accidents can happen, after all." "Very true..." "Accidents can happen at any time." "There are specialists who don combat Molds to exterminate "demons,"" "the ruins of former humans." "These specialists hunt the demons, taking on the danger of becoming demons themselves in the process..." "With a mix of awe and loathing, the people have dubbed them "Strait Jackets."" "Good afternoon." "Good afternoon." "Mr. Steinberg." "You're..." ""Inspector Simmons," wasn't it?" "Yes." "What are you doing here?" "I've brought paperwork." "Huh?" "There's an application for official certification, and the various pledges you need to sign." "No, see, I'm asking..." "Recently we've had frequent Case SA outbreaks, and we're short on Tactical Sorcerists." "We can't afford to let a talented Tactical Sorcerist go to waste!" "So I'll be your supervisor on a provisional basis." "Supervisor?" "!" "But I'm unlicensed!" "Yes, so..." "That's why it's a provisional measure, as a special exception." "If you just gain certification later, there won't be any problem!" "I look forward to working with you, Leiot Steinberg." "So, start with this form..." "No thanks." "Just go home!" "I refuse." "I don't want any damn certification, so go home!" "You can't always get away with "I don't want to" in this life!" "Now, let's see..." "I'll explain this form first, okay?" "Bright red, bright red!" "Everybody's butts are bright red!" "Briiiight reeeeed!" "Your butt is red t..." "Red!" "Huh?" "Could you move away for a little bit, kid?" "I break the laws of nature, I am beyond the bounds of reason..." "Within me dwells the will to annihilate!" "Gloakn, gloakn, aet im sins!" "Vortex..." "Exist!" "Red!" "Everything's okay now." "I'm telling you, if you get certified you'll have no problems, right?" "Mr. Steinberg, if you keep on like this, you could be arrested any minute!" "Well, I'll worry about that when it happens." "And Cappeltetta's status is an issue too!" "Only employees of the Sorcery Bureau or certified Sorcerists are allowed to be guardians of Congenital Sorcery Addicts!" "In other words, right now you aren't legally qualified to be Cappeltetta's foster father!" "I know that." "Well then..." "But you know, I'm not really foster-parenting her." "Cappel's just chosen to live at my place, that's all." "That logic won't..." "Anyway, legal formalities and stuff are a pain in the ass." "That's not the issue here!" "Let's talk about it some other time." ""Some other time"?" "!" "I know." "Yeah, I'll leave the setup to you." "Whoops, here comes my elite staff, returning from the mission." "Sheesh!" "Man, I'm tired." "Team Black Dog, mission accomplished." "The team suffered no injuries, no casualties." "Good work." "Reegs, can you get a mechanic to take a look at Unit 2?" "I'm told the brakes aren't working too well." "Got it." "I'll contact Klivo Motors ASAP." "More importantly, Isaac, your little sister called a while ago." "She says she's found a job." "Really?" "!" "You can write up your report tomorrow." "Get on home and toast your sister's success." "I will!" "See you later, then." "Sure." "I made a lot, so have your fill, Isaac!" "Oh, whoops!" "I have to go get the wine!" "Wouldn't it have been better to eat out?" "Why?" "We're celebrating your new job." "You shouldn't have to run around the kitchen like that." "But it's more relaxing to be at home." "Plus, this is also a day to be thankful to you!" "After all, it's thanks to you that I could go to college." "Thank you, Isaac." "Now, let's eat before the food gets cold." "Yeah." "Lei?" "Yes." "Well, I don't know much about him either." "Yes." "Well, I don't know much about him either." "Sure, I do the maintenance on his Mold, but it's a business relationship, after all." "I see..." "In terms of someone who knows him personally," "I guess you'd want Cap;" "she's with him all the time." "Other than her, maybe Filisis?" "Filisis Moog, Tactical Sorcerist." "You know who she is?" "Yes." "She's famous among Tactical Sorcerists." "Miss Filisis." "You have a visitor." "So you're making the rounds asking about Lei and Cappel." "Do you know about their relationship?" "A little." "Would you tell me?" "Leiot killed Cappeltetta's parents." "Cappeltetta's parents?" "Yes." "So from her perspective, Lei's responsible for orphaning her." "As you can tell by looking at her, she was born of a human woman raped by a demon." "Well, it's only natural he'd kill her demon father, but there were some special circumstances..." "Leiot killed both her parents." "That's fact." "There's no way to turn someone back to normal once they've gone demon." "So killing them is for their own good." "Yeah, right." "That's the logic of an onlooker." "Nobody wants to die." "Nobody wants their family to be killed." "Even if you know it can't be helped, you can't be detached about it, and you don't want to admit it." "So you hate someone for it." "Usually, that means you hate the killer." "You don't mean that Cappeltetta..." "Beats me." "But it's certainly not impossible." "But why would Mr. Steinberg live with someone who might kill him?" "He may not look it, but Lei's got a very sincere side, or I guess you could say a"ham-handed" side." "Ham-handed?" "Sins must be judged." "Huh?" "Things like "I did it to live" or "I had no choice"" "don't even make excuses." "So the sinner can't forgive himself." "He lives on at the expense of other lives, and he cannot accept that." "But that's..." "And so the sinner..." "The sinner remains in agony." "Until the day comes when judgment is passed upon him..." "We want to leave the power plant operational while we repair the dam." "You two will equip your Molds, find all the cracks and damage, and make the necessary repairs." "This dam provides 70% of the power for southern Tristan." "Try to make sure we don't interfere with the lives of our town's residents." "That's all." "Get to it, boys!" "Yessir!" "Is Mr. Steinberg housing Cappeltetta to make amends?" "Or..." "We'll start with this area." "Roger." "What was that?" "What happened?" "!" "It's a demon!" "Why, why?" "Why, why, it's a riddle!" "Riddle!" "Rid-riddle-ridda-riddle!" "Mystery!" "Heeheehee!" "Flower!" "Flower flower flow!" "Flow flow flow flower!" "Are you happy?" "Are you happy?" "Flower!" "Floweerrrr!" "Yes." "Yes." "That's right." "Assemble the team on the double and head to the dam." "Yes." "This is Gray." "Apparently there are two demons." "Okay." "Try to get as close a fix on their location as you can." "Be plenty careful." "Roger." "Mr. Hammond." "Inspector Simmons..." "The survivors say it's two demons, and they seem to be Count class." "Inspector Simmons!" "Why is he here?" "!" "I called him in." "I'm asking you, why?" "I had no choice!" "Oddman's launched several coordinated terrorist attacks, so we're shorthanded!" "And we're up against two Count class demons here!" "Most importantly, if we don't restore power ASAP, it'll affect emergency facilities like hospitals and fire stations!" "If we invite secondary or even tertiary damage here, it'll give the terrorists exactly what they want!" "Yo." "Are we interrupting?" "No..." "Not really." "Cappel, get me ready." "Watching someone like you gets me pissed off." "Well, excuse me." "What, do you want me to write you a letter of apology?" "Shut up, punk!" "It's because of people like you that Tactical Sorcerists are seen as mere killers!" "We are killers." "We kill, and kill, and kill some more, and that's how we live." "Do you wanna pose as a champion of justice or something?" "I was right." "That Mold is..." "Isaac, looks like one of the demons is in the passageway underneath the control tower." "Send Leiot Steinberg over this way, and then go hook up with the rest of the team there." "Got it." "Hey, we don't have the demons' location totally pinpointed yet." "You sure it's a good idea to split those two up?" "Oh, it's just a flower." "Right, as if that'd fool me!" "Mystery!" "Mysterious feeling!" "Mystery, mystery!" "Exist!" "Why?" "Why, why, why, why, why?" "Why, why, why, why, why?" "!" "Why?" "Flower!" "Exist!" "Riddle!" "What?" "!" "Mr. Steinberg?" "Mr. Hammond?" "What happened?" "!" "I don't know." "I'm guessing Steinberg made contact with the demons." "It's a demon!" "It's a demon!" "It's coming this way!" "Sounds like the demon went outside." "Let's go!" "Why?" "Just stop the demons from getting away until the Sorcerists come!" "Right!" "Cappeltetta!" "Are you happy?" "Exist!" "Are you happy?" "!" "Are you happy?" "!" "Now it'll finally be over." "I didn't get to let you kill me..." "Yeah, I guess I regret that." "Exist!" "Are you happy?" "Are you happy?" "Exist!" "Are you happy?" "!" "He can't win on his own." "Sinners must be judged." "Don't tell me..." "Don't tell me it wasn't about making amends at all?" "That to you, "judgment" is dying in this way, in a place like this?" "You've got to be kidding me." "So that's how it is?" "So dying here like this, without even really fighting..." "And showing that to her..." "Is this your... your way of atoning for your crime, then?" "!" "Cut the bullshit, Leiot Steinberg!" "That's your despair?" "Your regret?" "You're half-assed at everything!" "Yet you give me that know-it-all look..." "Don't you dare run away!" "If you want to die, then you live with all you've got, you use up every bit of life in you, and then die!" "Like she knows anything about me." "She's got some nerve..." "I guess maybe I'll do what the lady says, and give this " put effort into living" thing a shot." "This sorcery is a touch on the illegal side, but turn a blind eye, okay?" "I break the laws of nature, I am beyond the bounds of reason..." "I desire even greater power." "Socom, socom, ra, asp heluke unt, kotsf peo cois, asp, asp, asp, ran..." "Accelerator..." "Exist!" "Out of my freakin' way!" "Exist!" "Exist!" "Don't tell me he's using Accelerator!" "Is he insane?" "!" "Why, why, riddle!" "Strange feeling!" "Mystery!" "I break the laws of nature, I am beyond the bounds of reason..." "Here I show my destructive will!" "Veluta aeim, quifa quifa." "Magna Blast..." "Riddle riddle riddle!" "Why, why, riddle!" "...Exist!" "Why?" "Why?" "Why?" "!" "Sorry." "I missed my chance to die." "It's a valid outcome." "There's no need to apologize to me." "Mr. Hammond, thank you for your work." "Sure." "I'm very sorry about your colleagues." "Yeah." "But doing this kind of job, I know they were prepared for the risk." "And you are too?" "Of course." "I think that's a noble thing." "But please, don't ever think that you don't care if you die." "Because that robs you of your power to live." "You may be right about that." "Hey, Steinberg." "Was your Mold made to order?" "Or did you inherit it from someone?" "Answer me." "Or is there some reason you can't answer?" "It's a memento of my teacher." "And what happened to him?" "He died." "Welcome home." "Yeah..." "Isaac..." "More of your colleagues died today, right?" "Did you hear that from Reegs?" "He should mind his own business." "Isaac, quit being a Tactical Sorcerist." "What?" "!" "Thanks to you, I got to go to college, and I haven't wanted for anything." "But now I can work too!" "You don't have to do such a dangerous job!" "Rachel, I'm not doing this just for the money." "I wanted to become like the man who saved us..." "But he died!" "Please, just forget about sorcery, and about him." "I know becoming a Tactical Sorcerist was your dream, but..." "Isaac?" "That's right..." "He was killed." "Twelve years ago..." "by Leiot Steinberg!" "Hey, Steinberg." "Was your Mold made to order?" "Or did you inherit it from someone?" "Answer me." "Or is there some reason you can't answer?" "It's a memento of my teacher." "And what happened to him?" "He died." "Morning, Cappeltetta." "Good morning, Leiot." "What a nice morning." "Is it?" "Isaac?" "Oh, morning, Rachel." "Have you been up all night?" "Yeah, I was having a little trouble falling asleep." "Whoa, look at the time." "Reegs is gonna lay into me for this." "What's wrong, Rachel?" "Isaac, you were talking about a "Leiot Steinberg" last night, right?" "You said he was a Tactical Sorcerist like you, and he'd killed the man who saved us." "Yeah." "But that bastard isn't a real Tactical Sorcerist!" "No, that's not what this is about!" "Are you planning to do something to him?" "Are you going to hurt Mr. Steinberg?" "I was really young, so I don't remember it very clearly." "But I think that man definitely did save us." "And I can understand why you'd aspire to be like him!" "But..." "The guy who killed the man we owe our lives to is walking around alive!" "Did you become a Sorcerist for revenge?" "!" "Please, Isaac." "Just forget about him." "Isaac!" "Isaac..." "Yeah, I'm counting on you." "Kick up a real ruckus." "I guess it's just about time for the first one." "We'll do the second one at 3:17, then." "You look busy, as usual." "Eh, just small stuff." "Say, what's wrong?" "You're looking more depressed than usual today." "Did you have a fight with your sister or something?" "Well, no, not really a fight..." "Speaking of Rachel, has she started work already?" "Yeah." "Oh, then I'll have to get her a little celebratory gift too." "Nah, you don't have to go to the trouble." "Well, anyway, you're the only siblings you have." "Better get along." "I'm telling you, you've got it wrong." "Yes." "Yes." "Understood." "I'll send them to the scene immediately." "Isaac, it's a Case SA." "It's going down in the residential district out in Respola." "Take Team A out there to respond." "Put Team B on standby in case we get any opportunistic terrorists." "Cappel..." "Is Leiot here?" "No." "You're home alone?" "Yes." "That's pretty unusual." "Yes." "Huh..." "It's been a while, and I kinda wanted to see his face..." "I guess you don't know when he's coming back?" "No." "Well, if he's not here, then that's that." "I'll come back another time." "Oh, right!" "Cappel..." "Yes?" "Take care of Lei." "I think you're probably the one who holds the final key." "I don't understand what you mean." "What he needs isn't a judge or a punisher." "That's what I mean." "See you later!" "Ma'am..." "I brought this from the shelf in the back." "Oh, thanks." "Would you mind putting it over there?" "Yes, ma'am." "Say, Rachel, you seemed pretty down this morning." "Did something happen?" "Oh, no, I'm fine now." "I'm sorry to have worried you." "That's okay." "I'm happy as long as you're feeling better." "If you've ever got something on your mind, you can always tell me." "I'll talk it through with you." "Thank you." "This is a news flash." "There's a Case SA in progress in the residential district in Respola." "Sorcerists and local police are currently responding to it, but residents in the area are advised to evacuate immediately." "I repeat, there's a Case SA in progress..." "Is my life brilliant?" "!" "Sh-Sh-Shiny!" "Now listen up." "You're going to punish this rotten world." "All our comrades are proud of you." "Yeah." "Our revolution is on the verge of succeeding." "When that happens, the greatest credit will go to you!" "It will?" "Yeah!" "I'm counting on you." "Sorry, but I'm not in too good a mood today." "What could that sound have been?" "I'll go take a look." "Exist!" "Shiny!" "Shiny!" "Shiny!" "Situation resolved." "Prepare to withdraw!" "The Case SA in Respola has been subdued." "There were no casualties, but five buildings were seriously damaged." "Oh, I've just received word of a new Case SA." "It's appeared in Strass." "Apparently a different Tactical Sorcerist has been deployed to..." "There you go." "Thanks!" "We are killers." "We kill, and kill, and kill some more, and that's how we live." "Do you wanna pose as a champion of justice or something?" "That's all there is to report on the Case SA in Respola." "Roger that." "We've got a Case SA in progress at the Dylan Street shopping center in Strass." "Requesting backup from all patrol cars in the area." "Yo, Inspector Nerin Simmons." "Oh, Captain Moderato!" "It's been a while." "Are you here today to make a report?" "No, I've been talking with your brass about the recent demon incidents." "You know, the Oddman stuff." ""Oddman"..." "The left-wing terrorist organization, right?" ""Left-wing" my ass!" "Maybe they started out that way, but now they're just money-worshipping extortionists." "So they're behind this incident too?" "It's a pretty safe bet." "Other groups sometimes jump on the bandwagon and claim responsibility for this stuff, but Oddman's the best bet." "They don't even have the courage to take arms and fight us head-on." "They're going around messing with Molds to cause demon outbreaks." "These guys are scum!" "The Case SA situation on Dylan Street has been resolved." "It started at 3:17, and ended at 4:23." "It started at 3:17..." "We'll do the second one at 3:17, then." ""The second one"..." "There were 13 casualties." ""The second one"..." "There were 13 casualties." "We're still trying to ID the people who went demon." "Isaac..." "What's wrong, Isaac?" "Reegs, you've been in with Oddman all along, haven't you?" "Wait, Isaac, hear me out!" "It's about supply and demand." "You're a grown man;" "I know you can understand that." "We have jobs because people seek our services." "Tactical Sorcerists put bread on the table because of demon outbreaks!" "So I saw a common interest between us and them." "Oddman wants money." "That's why they keep causing demon outbreaks." "They want to take a large chunk of the general public hostage and demand money from the government." "But it's bad to overdo things." "It's smart to confine these threats to a certain level." "Don't you think?" "Drive your opponent into a frenzy, and you could waste everything." "So you can cause demon outbreaks, but it's best to have them quelled before they get too out of hand." "And we're the ones who do that?" "That's right." "If we know ahead of time where the demons will be, our success rate is good, and so is our efficiency." "Hey, Isaac, you got to play the good guy." "Didn't that make you happy?" "And you made good money, too!" "You got to take care of your sister." "So what's your problem?" "!" "My sister died." "She got caught up in the demon incident you just caused." "Wait..." "Reegs, it's me, Falk." "So, about the time and place for our next demon rampage..." "Hey, stop it!" "Aren't you Reegs's man?" "!" "Calm down." "Okay, fine." "If you want money, I'll pay up." "Do whatever you can to keep it from escaping toward the ocean." "Yes, sir!" "Finally here, eh?" "You're late!" "Mr. Steinberg!" "Please hurry!" "It's already been forty minutes since the demon outbreak!" "Running a pretty loose ship today, huh?" "Well, the plan was to have Black Dog do this job..." "But apparently nobody can get through to their office." "There you have it, Cappeltetta." "Yes, Leiot." "Yo." "What are you playing at?" "Steinberg..." "Twelve years ago, you killed your own teacher, didn't you?" "Do you remember the orphans he saved right before you did that?" "Could be." "Awfully quiet, isn't it?" "Maybe they haven't been able to engage the demon yet?" "The older of those orphan siblings became a Tactical Sorcerist." "To protect the weak..." "To become like that man who had saved him and his sister..." "But that self was just a fantasy!" "While I was all wrapped up in playing "Champion of Justice,"" "my sister..." "Rachel died." "And you don't know how to live?" "I don't know anything anymore." "Or are you trying to figure out how to die?" "Maybe so." "Exist!" "Exist!" "Exist!" "Exist!" "Cappeltetta!" "You should get away from here, it's too dangerous." "This is what I should be doing." "This is why I am with him." "Exist!" "Exist." "Hey, isn't this way too much gunfire?" "Not a judge or a punisher..." "What does a sinner need, then?" "Well..." "Exist." "Exist." "Exist!" "Exi..." "I'm scared..." "Forget "Champion of Justice"..." "I even screwed up at being human." "The reason, then, that evolution gave humans "pleasure" is likely..." "The right and proper way for human beings to live is..." "In deciding the value of a person based solely on measurable results..." "Please..." "Kill me!" "You damn fool." "I break the laws of nature, I am beyond the bounds of reason..." "Here I show my destructive will!" "Veluta aeim, quifa quifa." "Magna Blast..." "Exist!" "Sorry for putting you to this trouble." "It's fine." "We'll just say you owe me one." "Sinners..." "Sins left unjudged..." "So you've been carrying around this baggage?" "My life ends here." "You look for a different way to atone." "Get to where I couldn't go, and see what it looks like." "I'll do that." "Mr. Steinberg!" "Isaac was in there with you?" "Yeah." "Where is he?" "He's dead." "The unjudged sinner..." "Will a time ever come when he's freed form his sins?" "Or will he bear the burden of them until he dies?" "Blaming himself all the while..." "Let's go." "Sheesh, this is where you were?" "I've been looking everywhere for you!" "Yo." "What's up?" "I don't remember borrowing any money from you." "This is no time for jokes!" "There's a demon in Igleo." "Leiot Steinberg, on my authority as Inspector of the Sorcery Management Department," "I request your cooperation in..." "Whoa!" "What are you doing?" "!" "We're going to the same place anyway, right?" "Er, but, my car..." "Hang on tight, now." "Hey, wait..."