”You can’t win.”

Those words echoed in your mind.

”When you’re up against Nyx…”

You were shaking.

”Power doesn’t mean a thing.”

The sky fell dark.

”It’s like trying to fight the inevitable.”

The twelve pillars surrounding the top of Tartarus began to react, void-black feathers swirling around the silhouette of the moon in the sky.

“There’s no mistaking its power… even without my persona…”

Fuuka’s voice rang out through the silence.

“I’ve never encountered anytning like it before…”

The team fell quiet once again as wings, a sword, a body, a face sprouted form the swirling mass of feathers.

Nyx had arrived…

The Fall had begun.