(The village slept under the pale moon, unaware of the three shadows that moved in the fog. Akane, with an indecipherable smile, caressed the dagger. Hanae, burning eyes, stared at their prey. Rina, the quietest, clutched a pulsating amulet of dark magic.)

Akane(whispering): It's destiny... Hanae(smiling): We are linked to him. And if the world opposes... Rina: Well, the world will have to learn.