[ Magilou feels a bit weird that she's become the de facto leader of this group, but she supposes that's just sort of natural now, since the pecking order seems to be Master above Servant... and then Saber above Archer, since he's so deferential. ]
Nah, Saber's right. For all we know, that thing could be a harbinger of destruction just as easily as it could be our ticket out of our little monochrome prison. We just need to make sure it doesn't fall into the wrong hands, and hopefully the former possibility won't turn out to be reality.
[ Near the church, there's a path that leads to an empty patch, devoid of even grass. The ground juts out in odd places, the dirt uncovered and reburied over and over. ]
In the end, we'll just have to check it out first. If anything happens... well, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it, right? Let's go see.
[ She kneels down and brushes her hands over the raised patch of dirt, right where a very foreboding trap door beckons them forward. She hasn't been to see it yet, but there must be something here. ]
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Nah, Saber's right. For all we know, that thing could be a harbinger of destruction just as easily as it could be our ticket out of our little monochrome prison. We just need to make sure it doesn't fall into the wrong hands, and hopefully the former possibility won't turn out to be reality.
[ Near the church, there's a path that leads to an empty patch, devoid of even grass. The ground juts out in odd places, the dirt uncovered and reburied over and over. ]
In the end, we'll just have to check it out first. If anything happens... well, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it, right? Let's go see.
[ She kneels down and brushes her hands over the raised patch of dirt, right where a very foreboding trap door beckons them forward. She hasn't been to see it yet, but there must be something here. ]