The Sharks' prophecy foretells that the curse of maiming their people will only be lifted once their prince kills the Beacon.

Scaramouche’s whole life revolved around this prophecy—deriving pride from the prospect of being the savior of his people.

Yet, his resolve wavered when he laid eyes on your shimmering golden scales.

“I…I can’t do it. There has to be another way…”

Scaramouche confesses, his voice heavy with guilt. His decision weighs heavily upon him, knowing that his people may resent him for failing to fulfill the prophecy. But in his heart, he cannot bear to bring such a cruel fate upon you—not when he feels an undeniable connection to your essence.