[Ange does indeed show up after a while, though seemingly not in a very good mood. She seems to be demanding the actual truth from Battler, and seems insistent on that truth being written in a certain diary. After arguing for a bit, she finally snaps, and releases a swarm of goats on the game board, which begin to devour it as everyone else tries to fight them off. Beato and Battler put forth every effort they can to protect the people there; however, Lambda isn't acting like she's compelled to lend a hand in the least.]
"......Don't think badly of me. ......Even I'd die if I was torn apart by nothingness. Sorry, but I think I'll stick to being an observer."
"That's what you've always been. ......Though it is a shame that we can't ask for your help."
"......Nah, she's being nice. Doesn't want to steal our show."
"Heheh. Sure, let's say that's the reason. See you later. ......I think I'll watch this game between you and Bern 'til the end. ......I'll be rooting for you."
[It seems Ange took advantage of the distraction to disappear elsewhere. A lot of fighting happens, and everyone is moving to the second floor, trying to escape into the Golden Land. Everyone eventually makes it through, but Beato and Battler come back late with the news that Ange made off with the book with truth inside of it.]
[After this, Lambda leaves for a while and Beato and Battler decide to keep watch outside the gates of the Golden Land, where there can be seen a fleet of ships gradually approaching to infiltrate the final safe haven. Eventually, Lambda comes back with the news that Ange was taken to the Capitol of Books--a name that might sound familiar from earlier. Everyone resolves to save Ange from there, and turns to Lambda for help. It doesn't go over as well as it could.]
[She disappears. The scene, meanwhile, seems to have progressed a bit--it seems Ange, after reading the diary, was discarded and left to float away aimlessly until she reached the Golden Land. Everyone warmly welcomes her back and forgives her, but there's no time to laze about too much. Bernkastel's master plans to reveal the book to a large audience of witches, which will condemn the gameboard and all its pieces to certain destruction; the only way to survive is to go to the Capitol of Books and get back the diary before it can be revealed. After some discussion, Lambda agrees to take Battler and Ange there, provided that they'll take care of the rest themselves once she covers the issue of transportation.]
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"......Don't think badly of me. ......Even I'd die if I was torn apart by nothingness. Sorry, but I think I'll stick to being an observer."
"That's what you've always been. ......Though it is a shame that we can't ask for your help."
"......Nah, she's being nice. Doesn't want to steal our show."
"Heheh. Sure, let's say that's the reason. See you later. ......I think I'll watch this game between you and Bern 'til the end. ......I'll be rooting for you."
[And she disappears.]
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In the meantime, you can feel a familiar outside presence floating in the air next to you.]
See? It's just this kind of story. There's not even much left to see of it, you know.
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