Quotes
- On Sortied
- Leave it to the big sister!
- On Entering a Room
- Let me help you out!
- When Quest Begins
- C'mon, don't be late!
- Time to set off! Are you ready?
- Response to Beginning of a Quest
- My steel is yours!
- I'm packed and ready to go!
- When Controlling Character in Quest
- It's big sister's turn now!
- When Receiving a Heal
- Hey, thanks!
- You're the best!
- When Entering a Boss' Room
- Don't let your guard down!
- We can handle this. We just need to relax.
- Response to Entering a Boss' Room
- We'll wrap this up with a big red bow!
- Yup! Let's do this!
- Upon Getting to Low Health
- I feel kinda...dizzy...
- Uh oh, I'm fading...
- Upon Opening a Chest
- I'll take this right back to the workshop!
- Any quality materials inside?
- Boss on Low Health
- Keep it up now!
- Just a little more!
- Boss Enters Break State
- Time for you to take a little dirt nap!
- This is our chance!
- Rare Enemy Spawns
- ...Huh. There's one you don't see every day.
- Oh it's absolutely BURSTING with mana!
- Upon Death
- Don't forget me...my sisters...
- Please...take care of everyone...
- Upon Revival
- You'll never keep me down.
- When Using Weapon/Shared Skills
- Damage: This is gonna sting.
- Buff Self: Hoho, I'm feeling it now!
- Buff Ally: Mana for all, woo!
- Debuff Enemy: Stop being naughty.
- Heal Ally: Might I interest you in a pick-me-up?
- Heal Self: I think I can keep going.
- Player Uses Damaging Skill
- Your skill is spellbinding!
- Absolutely magnificent!
- When Shape Shifting is Ready
- My, my, the dragon wants to play.
- The dragon is raring to go!
- Shape Shifting into Dragon
- Might I interest you in the dragon's power?
- Idle During Quest
- Want me to infuse some mana into your weapon?
- Zzzz... H-huh?! Whuzza?!
- Quest Clear
- We earned this victory together!
- Quest Failure
- I can't believe we lost...
- Home Screen Walking
- Take all weapon requests to the workshop!
- Mana, be steeped within this blade!
- Time to close up shop.
- The evening's glow is like a forge's flame.
- Better round up my sisters before curfew.
- Home Screen Inside
- A smith's morning starts early, so I always make sure to hit the hay at a decent hour!
- Check out my gloves! My sisters and I all have matching pairs.
- A weapon infused with mana will be both incredibly hard and exceedingly sharp.
- I can't pick a favorite weapon-that's like picking a favorite sister!
- My sisters and I all got a different talent. Together, the three of us make one.
- Ooo! Wanna hear a cute story about my sisters? Okay, so one day...
- Home Screen Portrait
- If you've got any dull blades, pop by our shop, and we'll have them nice and deadly in no time!
- We put our heart and soul into our weapons, so there's no enemy you can't overcome!
- I hope my little sisters aren't causing you too much trouble!
- My father taught me how to fuse mana into weaponry.
- The weapons I make myself are the ones I wield best!
- Collection Portrait
- This place is becoming incredibly important to me.
- Welcome, friend! Need some maintenance, or are you here for something new?
- Seeing smiling sisters puts a spring in my swing!
- Oh for the love of... Ugh, were did my sisters get off to?!
- I grew up swinging the weapons my father made, so I can wield most anything!
- Limited Lines
- Halloween: I'm gonna dress as a halberd this year... What, is that weird?
- Dragonyule: I infused mana into a Yuletree like I do with weapons. It's so sparkly!
- New Year: So long as we're together, I know this will be another year to remember.
- Giving Valentine's: I loaded these up with mana, just for you.
- Receiving Valentine's: I should probably share this with my sisters, but maybe I'll keep it for myself just this once.
- Anniversary Lines
- 1st Anniversary: I looked into my weapon and foresaw another fine year together.
- 2nd Anniversary: You've made good use of your weapons over the last two years. I hope you'll trust our workshop to maintain them.
- At The Halidom
- I'd better check the storehouse's ore supply.
- Do you need cheering up?
- Here for maintenance, or looking to buy?
- New Mana Circle Unlocked
- You're going to train... me? Awesome!
- On Mana Circle Fully Unbound
- I will wield this new strength in service to your cause.
Adventurer Story Episodes
Business Acumen
Young Man: Hello! Is Rena here?
Rena: I sure am! Nice to see you again.
Name Tag: Eldest Blacksmith Sister Rena
Young Man: Can I get the usual, please?
Rena: Certainly. Let's get that sword of yours sharpened. Now for the finishing touch... Time to drink your mana!
Young Man: (...I cannot get enough of that smile!)
Rena: There, all done! You should think twice about getting it sharpened every day, though. You'll soon have no sword left!
Young Man: Well, if that happens, I'll just buy a new one!
Elder: Eh heh heh! This shop's weapons are more than you can handle, young'un!
Young Man: Leave me alone.
Elder: Eh heh heh! Well then, Rena, might ya take a look at m'staff?
Rena: Of course. Have a seat. The metallic parts had started to loosen, so I tightened them up for you.
Elder: You're one in a million, Rena! Sure wish I could talk ya into marryin' m'grandson...
Rena: ...Your grandson is eight.
Merchant: Ha ha! They do say the mind is the first thing to go, old timer.
Elder: Hmph. I'm in perfect mental AND physical health, I'll have ya know!
Merchant: Say, Rena. Any way you can push the price of this axe down a little?
Rena: I'm terribly sorry, but that's as low as I can go.
Merchant: Aw, how can you say no to a handsome face like this?
Young Man: Handsome? You look like the wrong end of a mule! Now quit causing trouble for Rena and leave already!
Elder: The lad's right! You got no business bein' in a store without knowin' what the goods're worth!
Merchant: You two don't know the first thing about business. Now get outta my face before this gets ugly!
Rena: All right, that's enough from all of you!
Men: Sorry, Rena!
Renee: Rena! We've got a problem!
Rena: Oh dear. What is it?
Name Tag: Youngest Blacksmith Sister Renee
Renee: Ramona says she's run out of materials to work with, and she's suuuuper pissed.
Rena: Ah, I think I know what she needs. She needn't worry—I saw we were running low and put in a new order. They're waiting around back.
Renee: Oh man, you're a lifesaver!
Rena: No, no... Oh, while you're here, we have an empty spot on the sword shelf. Could you restock it from storage?
Renee: Lemme get Ramona what she needs so she stops boring holes in me with her eyes and I'll get right on it.
The Prince: Looks like another busy day in here.
Rena: Oh, hello Euden! What can I do for you?
The Prince: Nothing really. I was just curious how everything was going, so I thought I'd peek my head in and see.
Rena: Oh my. It's not very gentlemanly of you to be peeking on a young lady.
The Prince: Er, yeah, I guess that came out wrong... Still, you DO run this place well. You're very polite to all your customers, and you see and address issues with stock before they actually arise. I'd pictured you being as laid-back here as you are the rest of the time, but you seem to run the place with an iron fist. ...Er, a KIND iron fist, mind you.
Rena: I'm honored to hear you say... Hmm?
Man: ......
Rena: I'm sorry, please give me a moment.
Man: Heh heh... ......
Rena: Did something catch your interest, sir?
Man: What? No! I mean, yes! I mean... I don't know what you're implying!
Rena: Well, you clearly liked that dagger so much you placed it in your pocket. I'm honored!
Man: Th-this dagger? No, th-this is mine! I've always had it!
Rena: Do you not want to test how sharp it is? It can cut anything, you know... much like my own blade.
Man: Okay, okay! I'll give it back! Just don't cut meeeee!
Rena: Oh, dear! Dropping it like that will damage it!
The Prince: You get a lot of shoplifters in here?
Rena: Occasionally. No doubt he was hoping to make a profit on the black market. Ever since setting up shop in the Halidom, our weapons have become rather popular. So we must be careful that they don't end up in the wrong hands. After all, a weapon can be a tool for good or evil depending on who wields it. I don't want our goods to hurt people— I want them to be used by you.
The Prince: By me?
Rena: You and your fight for peace!
The Prince: Ah, I see.
Rena: I want you to make everyone happy... including me, one day.
The Prince: Er, sorry. Are you saying...?
Rena: If peace returns to this land, everyone will be happy—and that includes me, right?
The Prince: Oh! Riiiight. Yes, of course. That...makes sense. Well, just leave everything to me and I'll make sure everyone can be happy again. But I'll need the help of you and your sisters to make that a reality.
Rena: And we won't hesitate to give it! We'll make this land happy together!
Blade-Obsessed
Rena: And...haaaaah! There. I've finished cutting the wood.
Ranzal: Well, ain't that somethin'?!
Rena: Hello, Ranzal! I didn't hear you there.
Ranzal: Cuttin' up wood in mid-air is no mean feat. Especially with a blade. Real impressive stuff.
Rena: I've swung weapons from the smithy since I was a little girl. So I know how to use all of them, although blades seem to come most naturally to me. I love being able to slice things up like it's nothing! Hee hee!
Ranzal: Guess that's why it don't seem like no big thing to ya.
Rena: Ack! I just remembered I'm supposed to help prep for tonight's meal!
Ranzal: Can't wait to see whatcha do with veggies after seein' ya go to town on those logs.
Rena: My mise en place will be done mise en FAST! See ya, Ranzal!
Ranzal: Nope. No idea what that meant.
Rena: Sorry I'm late!
Cleo: That's all right. I'm simply glad to have the help of both you and Luca today.
Luca: Just tell us what to do, boss!
Cleo: Rena, can I have you peel the potatoes? While you're doing that, Luca and I will head to the vegetable garden and get the other produce we'll need.
Luca: Have fun peelin' taters, Rena!
Rena: Bye, you two!
Luca: ...We're back! Behold my mighty mountain of veggies!
Cleo: Yes, I fear we may have harvested rather too many. EEEEEEK!
Rena: Oh gosh, I'm so sorry! I didn't know you were back.
Cleo: It's...quite all right.
Luca: The kitchen is no place to be swingin' a blade around! The heck are you thinkin'?!
Rena: Why, I'm peeling potatoes, of course! Pretty good work, huh?
Cleo: You have done a fine job, but that is hardly the point. Why are you not using the kitchen knife that is right by your side instead of that...blade?
Rena: Because this is so much easier! See?
Luca: She IS kind of amazing with that thing. But, uh, didn't you use that same blade to dice up a load of fiends yesterday?
Cleo: She has used it to "dice fiends" for as long as she's been with us.
Rena: Couldn't fight without it!
Cleo: The kitchen is no place for a utensil that is dripping with fiend blood!
Rena: Pffft! I wiped it off, you guys!
Cleo: Enough! This madness ends now!
Ramona: Boy, I'm starvin'! What time is din... Uh, hey there, guys. Why do you all look like you're about to fight?
Name Tag: Middle Blacksmith Sister Ramona
Cleo: Rena is insisting on using her blade for cooking, so I had to give her a lecture.
Ramona: Heh. Yeah, that sounds like my sister. Still, maybe try to go easy on her.
Cleo: And why would I do that?
Ramona: Because I remember when my dad told me about why Rena loves blades. Our mom was pretty frail and sickly while we were growin' up. Dad's work picked up around then, so he couldn't pitch in much. So that's why Rena started helpin' with housework at a young age. She was just a kid, so she screwed a lot of stuff up—but she tried her best. She'd ask Mom how to do somethin', then work at it until she got it right. And that's when she discovered blades.
Cleo: I await with bated breath you bringing these two disparate plotlines together.
Ramona: Well, we had a lot of 'em layin' around the smithy. They're sharp and light and easy to cut with. ...Ya know. Blades! Anyway, they were somethin' even a kid could wrap her head around, and soon Rena was runnin' around usin' blades every chance she got.
Cleo: Hmm. I suppose if I look at this from the perspective of a child—and perhaps squint a bit—it makes a certain amount of sense.
Rena: *sniff* Aw, that's such a moving story.
Cleo: Stop crying as if this story does not directly involve you! *sigh* Very well. I will do what I can to overlook her...blade fetish. You may use your blade, Rena— but only within reason!
Rena: Yay! Thank you, Cleo!
Boy: Hey! That's MY apple!
Younger Sister: I wanna eat it, too!
Rena: My blade can solve this! There! Now each of you have half.
Boy and His Sister: EEEEEEK!
Young Man 1: Your hair is looking pretty shaggy lately.
Young Man 2: You think?
Rena: My blade can solve this!
Young Man 2: Wait, WHAT?!
Rena: Ha ha! Looking sharp, my young friend!
Young Men: EEEEEEK!
Girlfriend: I saw you with some hussy earlier, and don't you dare deny it!
Boyfriend: That "hussy" is my sister!
Girlfriend: Oh, right. Because guys your age TOTALLY walk around arm-in-arm with their sister.
Boyfriend: She was just messin' around! I swear!
Rena: My blade can solve this!
Girlfriend: Hmm... It probably can, let me consider my options for a second.
Boyfriend: Wait, SERIOUSLY?! ...Nooo, I'm sorry! I'll never cheat again! Don't hurt me!
Rena: Ah ha! The truth comes out at last! ...And my blade can DEFINITELY solve this.
Girlfriend: No, I'll let him off the hook this time. But if it happens again, I'm coming to you.
Boyfriend: EEEEEEK!
Ramona: Hey! Cleo said you could use that blade WITHIN REASON, remember?!
Rena: Am I...not doing that?
Ramona: Everyone is freakin' terrified of you now! If you start ruining relations with everyone who lives near the Halidom, you won't be able to stay here. You DO understand that, right?
Rena: ...Yes. I'm sorry.
Ramona: I hereby ban you from swingin' your blade around for a while.
Rena: Whaaaat?!
Ramona: There's an ideal tool for every situation... and it ain't always a damn blade!
Rena: *sniff* C-can I still sleep with my baby?
Ramona: Uhhh, we still talkin' 'bout the blade here? Yeah, I...guess that's okay.
Rena: What about taking it on my morning walk? I can't stay in shape otherwise!
Ramona: No. You'll scare everyone to death.
Rena: Can I take it shopping? People always give me discounts whenever I—
Ramona: ABSOLUTELY NOT!
The Wooden Box
Renee: Heeeeey, Rena! I just found a wooden box in the storeroom—any idea what it is?
Rena: Hmm... Oh, right! I found that in the attic when we first moved into the castle.
Ramona: Hey, I remember that! We were in such a hurry to get settled, we never checked to see what was inside.
Renee: I wanna knoooow! ...Can we open it?
Rena: Well, I don't see why not. Let me grab my blade and—
Ramona: You're still on blade ban, missy! I'll just open it like a normal person.
Rena: Awww...
Ramona: Wow, it's shut tight. ...HNNNNGH!
Renee: *cough* *hack* Blech! There's dust everywhere! You should've opened it more slowly.
Ramona: *wheeeeze* Yeah, maybe I used a bit too much force there...
Rena: So what's inside?
Ramona: ...Huh?
Renee: It's a long, narrow package. Guess we should crack this puppy open too, huh? Lemme just... Oh hey, it's a sword! ...But a real crappy one.
Ramona: Lemme see that! Rena, am I seein' things, or is this Dad's mark?
Rena: This is definitely Dad's work.
Renee: Whaaat?! How in the hey did DAD forge a piece of junk like this?!
Rena: It IS rather shoddy work.
Ramona: I'm guessin' it was one of his rare failures. See how the blade is distorted? That's what happens when your forge ain't the right temperature.
Renee: Oh hey, yeah!
Rena: I imagine it was either an experiment gone wrong or just a youthful mistake.
Ramona: I'm guessin' he mixed somethin' into the steel based on the weight. ...What would you two say to us tryin' to reforge this? I don't think finishin' it would take too much effort on our part.
Renee: No way! DAD made this! We can't just take a sword he obviously didn't intend people to find and mess around with it like a bunch of...messers!
Ramona: Actually, I think he'd be happy if we made somethin' good from one of his failures.
Renee: Failure or not, it's a memento of him, and we should leave it alone!
Rena: Now, now... There's no need to fight.
Ramona: Dad wouldn't want some failure to be floatin' around in the world—he'd want us to fix it and avenge his good name!
Renee: No! We should display it just as it is!
Rena: Ramona? Renee? Let's all take a breath.
Ramona & Renee: ...Sorry.
Rena: Let's take this one step at a time. Each of you tell me what you want to do.
Renee: It's one of Dad's works—I want us to keep it around to remember him by.
Ramona: And if I was him, I wouldn't want some unfinished work dirtyin' my name. We should reforge it.
Rena: I can see the logic in both points. And while I also want to preserve Dad's memory, I don't know how happy he'd be to have this sword in the public eye. But I think I have an idea that will make everyone happy.
Ramona: You do?
Renee: How? I mean, we can't do both.
Rena: Ah, but we can.
Ramona & Renee: What?!
Rena: Oh, you just leave it to me... Now both of you, please do everything exactly like I just taught you.
Renee: Ancient sword, awaken from your slumber with a shine!
Ramona: Be reborn in light before us!
Rena: We pour our hearts into you!
Three Sisters: Time to drink your mana!
Renee: Holy wow... It's GLOWING.
Ramona: The light is...soft. It's like it's wrapped itself around the sword somehow.
Rena: It reminds me of Mom and Dad. Yes, well, I think this is MUCH improved. We should display it in the shop. That way, we won't forget Dad OR the fact that everyone has to start somewhere.
Ramona: I guess Dad was makin' nothin' but masterpieces at the end, huh? People used to say his swords could cleave the waves and his hammers could "rend the earth in twain." But way back in the day, he cranked out shoddy duds like this sword here.
Renee: So do you think we're younger now than he was when he made this?
Rena: We may very well be.
Renee: So if we try really hard, we might be able to become even BETTER than him!
Ramona: Maybe—but we'll really have to work at it.
Renee: Great! In that case, I'm gonna start by being better than the two of you!
Rena: I want you both to remember Dad whenever you look at this sword. Remember how he always strove to improve, never forgot his roots, and eventually became a legend.
Ramona: I'll do more than that—I'll think about what he thought whenever HE looked at it.
Renee: Hee hee! Probably something like, "I'll be damned if I ever make a piece of junk like YOU again!"
Rena: Heh. Exactly. Those humble feelings are what make this sword shine!
A Sudden Proposal
Butler: Pardon us, madam.
Rena: Thank you for visiting our store! New customers are always welcome.
Noble: BY ALL THAT IS HOLY!
Butler: We were hoping that madam might be able to repair this lance. Yes, quite.
Rena: Well, let me take a look.
Noble: Such a beauty... Young lady!
Rena: Yes?
Noble: Pray give me your hand in marriage!
Rena: Okay, so that's one lance repair and one marriage proposal. Got it. ...Wait, run that by me again?
Renee: I'm baaaaack! Hey, so who was the fancy guy with Jeeves the butler back there? Some kind of rich weapon nut?
Rena: *sigh*
Renee: You okay, Sis?
Rena: That man just...proposed to me.
Renee: WHAAAT?!
Noble: ...Sweet Rena! Please do me the honor of becoming my wife!
Rena: My apologies, sir, but without me here, our smithy would have no one to run it. I am afraid my answer must be no.
Noble: ...Darling Rena! Your constant rejections are like daggers through my broken heart! Please change your mind! Pleeeeease!
Rena: What's that? You have a broken dagger? Well, we can fix that right up!
Noble: ...Beloved Rena! I climbed the highest mountain in the land and fought twenty dragons to claim the rare jewel that rests in this engagement ring! Please say yes!
Rena: Oooo, sorry. I really like these gloves, see, and there's no way I can fit a ring over them. Such a shame. Toodles!
Ramona: I'm startin' to think we're gonna have to tattoo Rena's rejection on that joker's face so he finally gets it.
Renee: Aw, I think it's kinda sweet. I mean, he's not creepy or anything—he's just in love. ...Plus, he's super rich, which never huuuurts! But Rena seems pretty convinced this isn't the guy for her.
Ramona: Yeah, maybe he's just not her type. Or...I dunno. Maybe there's somethin' else goin' on here.
Noble: Why, Rena?! Why will you not marry me?! With every rejection, my heart shrivels more—soon it will be naught but a blackened, empty husk!
Rena: Umm...
Noble: Is there something you dislike about me? It will be changed! ...Wait, is it my hair? Do you not like my hair? Consider it gone! ...Jeeves, come shave my head at once!
Rena: Look, this has nothing to do with you. I mean, not SPECIFICALLY you, anyway. It's just that... Well, I have a responsibility to look after my sisters.
Renee: Wait, so WE'RE the reason you won't get hitched to Captain Richypants?!
Ramona: Way to blow our hiding spot, idiot!
Rena: Oh, dear. Were you two eavesdropping?
Renee: Our underhanded sneakiness is SO not the issue at the moment! You can't get married because you think you need to look after us—no, to look after me?
Ramona: Easy, Renee!
Rena: No, I didn't mean...
Renee: I can't believe I was getting in the way of your happiness... I don't wanna be some...some big fat BURDEN for you! Hmph. Seriously...
Ramona: Found her!
Rena: Renee, you mustn't just run off like that. You had me really worried!
Renee: YOU'RE NOT OUR MOM! If you ever fall in love with somebody, Ramona and me are gonna be fine! So if you're into Mr. Moneybags, don't let us hold you back!
Rena: I'm sorry, Renee. I didn't mean for what I said to come out like it did. But I'm still not going to marry him.
Renee: But...money bags.
Rena: I actually do dream of getting married.
Ramona: Wait, really? ...Huh. I figured love didn't hold much interest for ya.
Rena: Hee hee! Of course it does, Ramona! I think everyone dreams of love in one form or another. For me, what I want is to have a big, loving family like Mom and Dad did.
Renee: Soooo...Richy McRichpants isn't that guy?
Rena: I have a plan for my romantic future, Renee. I know what I'm doing— and right now, that plan involves staying right where I am.
Renee: Is that 'cause I'm holding you back?
Rena: It's because I want to see you SUCCEED. You and Ramona both have oodles of talent—and I want to support that in whatever form it takes. I just want the two of you to be happy. That's my honest goal.
Ramona: So ya ain't turnin' that guy down because of us?
Rena: No, Ramona. I'm just not ready to get married right now. Mom and Dad wanted us to be happy above all else, and that's a desire I share. So what I want—what I TRULY want— is to stick around and help the two of you find that happiness. I'm not pretending to be Mom. I just have a plan—an order to things. I wouldn't be truly happy if I pursued my own desires while yours were unfulfilled. Once you two are happy, I'll be happy— in fact, I'll be TRIPLE happy!
Ramona: Huh. I guess that makes sense.
Renee: Yaaaay! It's not my faaaaault! In that case, I'm gonna hurry up and become the best blacksmith ever so we can all be happy! Then you can find some other rich guy and I can come to your house and swim around in a huge pool of gold coins!
Ramona: Glad ya have a plan all figured out, Sis. I ain't sure what form my happiness is gonna take, but I know I'll find it someday. So if ya wanna wait for that to happen, Rena, I'll try to make it worthwhile.
Rena: *sniff* You guys are the best. There's no romance in the world that could give me what the two of you do. We've given our all to get here, and we ALL deserve true happiness!
What Matters Most
Fiend: Hraaaaagh!
Ranzal: Ugh, they're so damn fast... Eat THIS, ya chump! ...The hell? My axe is rusted!
Elisanne: And my lance as well! These fiends must have some property that causes our weapons to degrade.
Rena: Uh oh. Rustfiends.
The Prince: You know about these things?
Rena: They're well-known among blacksmiths. Their blood contains a corrosive alloy that can turn even the newest weapon to rust within minutes.
Cleo: Then it seems we need a new plan. Stand down, everyone! We will use magic to defeat these foes! Blast! They keep hiding in the trees!
The Prince: I've got this. Ugh! They're so agile!
Ranzal: These things are a real pain in the keister. On top'a the whole rust thing, they know how to use the terrain to their advantage.
Elisanne: If they were to enter the nearby town, they could wreak unspeakable havoc.
Cleo: We must stop them here!
Luca: Stay STILL, damn it!
The Prince: Don't give up! We have to hold them!
Rena: Hmm... Maybe we can coat our weapons with mana to make them rust-resistant. Here you are, my beloved blade. Time to drink your mana! Aaand...there! Well, poo! It's rusting anyway!
Renee: How do we beat fiends if our weapons keep flaking awaaaaay?!
Rena: It's almost like we have to defeat each fiend with a single-use weapon. ...... I have an idea. I'm going back to the smithy, Euden!
The Prince: Please hurry, Rena!
Ramona: Wait. You ain't gonna really...
Rena: Yes! I'm going to bring back every single one of our weapons!
Ramona: The hell you are!
Renee: Yeah! Whatever weapon you use is gonna get totally destroyed!
Rena: I'm open to other options if you have any.
Renee: And you're seriously okay with ALL of our hard work rustin' away?!
Rena: Ramona, our weapons exist in order to protect and ensure peace. So what's more important: that goal, or our hard work?
Ramona: Well...
Rena: There's no point in saving our weapons if it means sacrificing the town instead! Okay, I'm off. Good luck here.
Renee: Wait! I'm coming with you!
Ramona: Fiiine! Fine. I'll come with ya too. At least I can be there in person to kiss all my hard work good-bye.
Rena: Thanks, both of you.
Fiend: Screeee!
The Prince: We don't need weapons to fight! Raaagh! *pant* *pant*
Cleo: Don't be daft! You can't defeat these fiends with your bare hands!
The Prince: We don't have a choice! We have to hold the line until the sisters get back!
Ramona: Here, everyone! This is every weapon we could lay our hands on!
Rena: Our outdoor smithy is open for business! Let's start with this axe—I'll fill you with mana and make you shiny!
Ranzal: Bwaa ha ha! NOW I can fight!
Rena: Next we have a lance. Shiny, shiny!
Elisanne: This is the infamous lance I sought to purchase from you earlier! Are you certain it is all right to sacrifice it?
Renee: No price is too great to pay today!
Rena: Keep bringing them out!
Cleo: Let me take this chance to heal you, Euden.
The Prince: Thanks, Cleo.
Ranzal: I hope you like gettin' axes in the face— 'cause we've got tons of 'em!
Elisanne: This is for all the trouble you caused!
Fiend: Graaaagh!
Ramona: Next one!
Renee: Keep it up, guys!
Ramona: Rena's mana really did the trick— these weapons are actually effective!
Renee: There's only a few fiends left!
Rena: Good, because we're starting to run low on weapons.
Fiend: Hraaaaagh!
Elisanne: By Ilia... Look how large that fiend is!
Ranzal: It's goin' straight for Rena!
Renee: Rena! Run!
Rena: No! If I leave these weapons behind, it will ruin all of them!
The Prince: Then pour all the mana you have left into that sword!
Rena: Oh, this sword is... All right, here goes! Drink aaaaaall of my mana!
The Prince: Wow, that glow is blinding! I think we're in business here. Take this, fiend! Blazing Circlet!
Fiend: HRAAAAAGH...
Luca: You did it, Euden!
The Prince: The sword is useless now, but it did what it needed to.
Ramona: Wait, isn't that sword...?
Renee: That's our memento of Dad.
Rena: Yes... It supported us...until the... ve...ry eeeend...
The Prince: Rena!
Cleo: I think she is simply fatigued from expelling so much mana so quickly. She should be fine with rest.
Rena: I'm sorry it came to this. Everything is gone. Our weapons, the sword from Dad... All of it. This was all my idea. I'm so sorry.
Renee: Rena... We know it was hard on you, too.
Ramona: I ain't gonna lie—it hurts to lose all that hard work. But it's a hurt we share.
The Prince: If anyone should apologize, it's me. You sacrificed everything for us.
Ramona: No, it's okay. Right, Renee?
Renee: Yep! We just did what we had to do.
Ramona: Rena was right as always— weapons are for achieving peace. And if they break when doing that, we'll just make new ones! Right, Sis?
Rena: Thanks, you two.
The Prince: Your thinking saved us, Rena. Thank YOU.
Rena: Don't thank me; a weapon is only as good as its wielder. So if you guys need more, we'll be around.
Rena: La la laaa! Every day is a busy daaay!
Renee: Busy? We're SLAMMED! Your idea to start advertising as "the smiths who took down the rustfiends" was genius. I don't even know what to DO with all these new orders!
Ramona: Renee! Quit flappin' yer gums and get ready for your bit!
Renee: I know, I know!
Elisanne: I'm impressed—they not only overcame the loss of their weapons, they used it as a fantastic marketing opportunity! Their willingness to cast aside their work for the greater good is the greatest weapon we could ask for.
The Prince: Right. The rustfiends may have destroyed countless weapons... But they couldn't dent their hearts.
Ramona: Okay, Renee! Make with the cooling!
Renee: Here goes!
Rena: And now for the finishing touch... Time to drink your mana! Keep up the good work, everyone!
Ramona & Renee: Right!