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Rickert has gone ahead to find a way across the border.
He says he knows someone in the Callonia Mountains.
H-Huh?
That's funny... It's...
I thought I'd gotten a lot better at this...
I sure am hopeless.
S-Sorry.
I'll go get you a fresh blanket.
What?! Griffith?!
Griff...
Griffith...
Stop!
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Okay, I'll take this and this.
You want some salve?
So, is there a way out of...
the kingdom?
It was no mean feat, but I secured an escape route into the Ricart Mountains.
Now we can get away!
Yeah.
But there've been rumors lately about some sort of fantastic monsters near the border.
I don't know much about it, but something strange might be afoot.
Be careful.
And here's your medicine.
Thank you.
The Eclipse
Casca?
Guts.
How's Griffith?
He just went to sleep.
What's wrong?
Wh-What do you mean?
What gives? Tell me what's...
No, it's nothing.
You'd cry over nothing?
Is something wrong with Griffith?
Stop! That's not it!
H-Hey.
Sorry, I can't go.
Huh?
I can't go with you.
Griffith is so frail!
He trembles, and he doesn't weigh a thing!
That, despite all his pride...
I can't leave him.
The way Griffith is now... I can't leave him behind!
I'm sorry.
I'll stay, too.
I'll stay with the Band of the Hawk, and I'll...
Do you remember what happened at Promrose Hall?
Yeah.
Then you must go.
If you're Griffith's equal, his friend, you must go.
Even if it's alone.
What are you afraid of in a place like this?
Let's go.
We're not done playing.
The sun hasn't set yet!
Griffith!
What happened? Did the horses bolt?
Maybe Griffith overheard us just now!
No way. He can barely even crawl.
Let Judeau and the others know!
All right!
I need your horse!
Damn it...
Damn it.
Damn it!
Indeed...
I've rested a bit too long.
Now I must go.
Because this playtime still has yet to end.
Because those back-alley cobblestones keep going...
What?
H-Hey, it's a...
Griffith!
Stay away.
Stay away!
What?
If you touch me now...
I'll never again...
Never again with you...
What?!
What's this?!
Whoa! Whoa there!
What in the world?
What... happened?
Hey!
Whoa, whoa!
What's going on?!
What is this place?!
Wh-What the hell is this?!
Where'd it come from?!
W-We were riding on grass, weren't we? Weren't we?!
H-Hey! L-Look at the ground!
Th-This can't be real!
It's a dream! We're dreaming!
Calm down!
Don't bother with what you can't understand!
Focus what you can do!
Form a defensive circle!
If the enemy attacks now, they'll wipe us out!
Judeau! Corkus! Gaston! Pippin!
Take a head count and get everyone into formation!
She's one hell of a woman.
Give your bolts to those with crossbows!
Get to work!
Griffith, can you stand?
You got it!
The Behelit?
Griffith, are you okay?
The time has come.
The time has come...
The time has come!
For the great nocturnal festival.
The feast that happens once every 216 years!
The Eclipse!
Eclipse?
Who're these guys?!
Wh-When did they get here?
They come!
They honor us with their presence!
Soon, they shall arrive!
They come!
They come.
The sovereigns of we supernaturals!
It's the advent of the four guardian angels!
What's that?!
Archangel Slan!
What bliss!
Archangel Slan!
What now...?
Wh-What is that?!
Gods?
No... Devils?
Welcome to this place, you lambs of the ungodly god born of man.
Have your fill of this sacred nocturnal festival.
O sacred child selected by the Law of Causality, the Hawk...
You are the chosen one,
determined by the hand of the great god, to be in this place at this time.
You are our kinsman, the Blessed King of Longing.
Kinsman?
N-No way...
What does he mean?
Not Griffith...
Griffith? One of them?
He's one of them?
Screw that.
Shut your god damn face!
Guts.
Sacred child? Kinsman?!
Don't gimme that bullshit!
I'll have you know I've seen this guy naked!
He ain't got so much as a tail!
What a beautiful friendship.
You're sure to make for a good sacrifice.
Sacrifice?
Yes, a priceless sacrifice so he can become a demon king.
He was qualified to become one the moment he obtained that crimson Behelit.
That's the Egg of the King, which is how we are reborn as the Godhand guardian angels.
And the rest of you are precious sacrifices for his angelic advent.
We're dreaming...
We've gotta be dreaming!
You say you're gonna turn Griffith into a monster,
and sacrifice us to do it?
Close, but not quite.
He will do it of his own will.
He's the one who's going to sacrifice you.
That'll never happen.
It never could happen!
All lies within the currents of causality.
We shall now hold the Invocation of Doom!
The Invocation of Doom!
Bring the child to the altar!
Guts! Griffith!
I thought we were holding hands
Down a path that had yet to end
I'm still looking for that figure
Who suddenly strayed away
Where have you gone,
Leaving everything behind?
I want to see you again
I'm so frustrated I can't move
I can't do anything and it hurts
Still not willing to believe it
Here I am, unable to find
Purpose in a world without you