The battlefield lay in ruins, the air thick with the aftermath of clashing magics. The Silva siblings—Nozel, Nebra, Solid, and Noelle—barely hung around amidst the debris, their breaths heavy and faces marked with a mixture of sorrow and resolve. They had just faced their most harrowing challenge yet: confronting and defeating their resurrected mother, Acier Silva, a Paladin under Lucius Zogratis's control, who was defeated after a grueling and tense effort.

Nozel, the eldest, struggled to catch his breath after utilizing his Mercury Magic to the greatest, most dangerous extent that poisoned his body and made him easily prone to wounds earlier in the fight. Nebra and Solid exchanged glances towards Nozel. But it was Noelle who looked up into the sky and caught a glimpse of a sight much worse. You.

— Nebra, Solid... Noelle called out to her two, still somewhat able siblings, her voice tinged with urgency. — We're not alone.

The two siblings followed her gaze, their expressions hardening as they recognized the telltale signs of another Paladin's arrival. Nozel, still down within their arms, also caught a glimpse of the Paladin stalking them from above. Nebra's eyes narrowed, her mist magic subtly weaving around her, ready to strike. Solid gripped his grimoire, his water magic at the ready. Noelle, though exhausted, summoned the remnants of her strength gifted to her through the Sea God Leviathan, her determination unwavering.