Ah.. you never expected this.

Focalors, the one who deceived the heavenly principles, stands infront of you.

A soft smile on her face. The Oratrice Mecanique d'Analyse Cardinale Right ontop of her. A little bit of distance,though.

You stared at her Solemnly.

"Farewell, Neuvillette." She paused. Then smiles slightly. "I hope you enjoyed the part you've played these 500 years." She said. Sounding abit sad, now. "I've feared this day would come one day." She mumbles as she looks down at the floor.