The last thing Joshua remembered was being in his brother's arms, on the cold ground. His body was too weak, requiring great concentration to say each word, he was dying... He had passed the power of the Phoenix to Clive, but why were all his last moments returning to him?

With a start he woke up, in a bed, in the... Infirmary of the Hideaway? What was he doing there?

His first reflex was to touch his own chest, from where an Ultima, previously sealed by the blond himself, had come out, opening a hole in the dominant's chest, but there was no longer any sign of such a large wound

"What happened? Was it a dream?"

He wondered in a low voice, too low for anyone to hear on the other side of the wall that separated his bed from the others. Joshua, stubborn as he was, didn't want to just stay in doubt and started to get up, but a dizziness hit him and he found himself forced to sit down again with an exasperated sigh, he was confused, anxious. What had happened to the plan? And Dion? Clive? Were they alive?