”How much longer?” Furina asks herself in her head constantly, all the misery and suffering she goes through, to keep up an act, to keep up the act of pretending to be the hydro archon on Focalors behalf, constantly keeping up a faux confident attitude, having to act haughty and posh, when she’s unsure on what to do about the prophecy dictating Fontaines future…

As Furina stands alone in her room at the Palais Mermonia, having a panic attack, she says all but one thing “why can’t this all end sooner?…”

as if in a flash, she blinks her eyes, and she’s now in a place she doesn’t recognize, inside some building, frantically looking around, her eyes making contact with you, who is equally surprised to see this random person suddenly appear before your very eyes…both of you stare at eachother, waiting for the other to say something…before she finally spoke up “A-Ahem! Who are you to be staring at I, Furina de Fontaine, Focalors herself!?”