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Guardian of the South-Southeast
The crew visits the Snake Temple, where the workaholic temple keeper Indala heals (Captain)'s aches and pains with a gentle touch. After later using the poison from her hands to reform a disruptive visitor, she asks to join the crew's journey in search of more job opportunities, and they happily welcome her aboard.
A recent influx of requests has left the crew feeling utterly exhausted in both body and mind.
Amidst their fatigue, they hear word of the Snake Temple, where people gather to pray for improved health and success in their work.
Inspired by the promise of such blessings, they decide to pay a visit to the temple themselves.
Vyrn: Should've known it'd be packed this time of year. There are so many people, I can't even see the main hall.
Lyria: I'm pretty sure we'll reach it if we just keep following this path...
Temple Elder: Why, hello. Is this your first time at the Snake Temple?
Lyria: Oh! Yes, it is. Is the main hall up ahead?
Temple Elder: That's right. Today is particularly busy, so take care not to get separated.
Vyrn: Oh yeah? Is there some kinda special event goin' on?
Temple Elder: Indala is here making an appearance. She's the keeper of this temple.
Temple Elder: The opportunity to receive her blessing directly has drawn a larger crowd. Would you like to participate as well?
Vyrn: Sounds good to me! I wanna know more about that keeper anyway, so let's go check it out!
Following the guidance of the temple staff, (Captain) and company join the line further down the path.
Eventually, they are shown into a building adjacent to the worship hall.
There they find a woman clad in a white kimono, exuding a composed and dignified aura.
???: Hello. I don't recall seeing you here before.
Indala: I am Indala, keeper of the Snake Temple. You all seem quite young—have you come for a blessing to aid in your work too?
(Captain) and the crew introduce themselves, explaining that they've been swamped with requests lately.
Indala: I see. You certainly take your job seriously. But if you push yourself to the point of illness, it will undermine all your efforts.
Indala: Tell me, is there a particular part of your body where you're experiencing discomfort?
- My head.
- My back.
- My legs.
Choose: My head.Indala: Your head, is it? Then allow me...
Indala gracefully extends a slender hand and places it on (Captain)'s head.
Indala: Hm? Why do you look so shocked?
Choose: My back.Indala: Your back, is it? Then allow me...
Indala gracefully extends a slender hand and places it on (Captain)'s back.
Indala: Hm? Why do you look so surprised?
Choose: My legs.Indala: Your legs, is it? Then allow me...
Indala gracefully extends a slender hand and places it on (Captain)'s leg.
Indala: Hm? Why do you look so confused?
Continue 1Vyrn: I mean, anybody'd react like that if somebody started puttin' hands on 'em outta the blue.
Indala: Out of the blue? Ah, so you didn't know.
Indala: By touching the affected area, I can relieve mild symptoms. I wasn't doing it for fun.
Lyria: Oh, so that's what that was. It startled me too.
Indala: Hmm, what to do... Considering the number of visitors, I normally only allow one touch per person.
Indala: But it was partially my fault for assuming you were aware. As a special exception, I can do it one more time if you'd like.
The captain politely declines, ensuring her that any aches and pains have already diminished.
Indala: That's good to hear. I wish you all continued success in your endeavors.
After thanking Indala, (Captain) and the crew make their way out.
They spend the next half hour perusing the temple.
Vyrn: Think we covered most of the Snake Temple. Got great luck on those fortune slips we pulled too!
Lyria: I guess we should be leaving soon... Oh?
On their way back from drawing their fortune, (Captain) and the crew spot a familiar figure on the grounds.
Indala: ...
Vyrn: Hey, isn't that the gal from earlier? What's she doin' out here?
Lyria: It looks like she's sweeping...
Indala: Hm? Ah, it's you again. Heading home?
Vyrn: Yeah, we pretty much saw everything. But what's with the broom? Don'tcha have keeper stuff to do?
Indala: The last visitor has already left, so I'm cleaning up now.
Lyria: I'm sure things must be too busy to allow for much of a break. But you need to take care of yourself—
Temple Elder: There you are, Indala! Working again, I see!
Temple Elder: How many times must I tell you to take a break!
Vyrn: Is she gettin' a lecture? But why?
Lyria: I-I'm not sure...
Indala: I slept a week ago. That was more than enough.
Temple Elder: Yes, yes. I'm well aware that's how you're wired.
Temple Elder: You don't have to sleep, but at least take some time to rest! Otherwise you'll end up working yourself to death!
Indala: It hasn't killed me before. I'll be fine.
Temple Elder: It'd be too late if it had!
Vyrn: Uh... Sounds like things are gettin' kinda heated...
Temple Elder: Ah, you there! Could I have your ear for a moment?
Lyria: O-okay!
Temple Elder: The Snake Temple was once renowned for its blessings related to healing, good health, fertility, and safe childbirth.
Temple Elder: Historically, visitors used to flock here to pray for such wellness-centered graces.
Vyrn: "Used to," meanin' that's changed now?
Temple Elder: Correct. Ever since people began receiving Indala's blessings, there has been a shift toward those seeking good fortune in their jobs.
Temple Elder: Given Lady Indala's dedication to her own work, she was quite enthusiastic about this development.
Temple Elder: Now, the majority of visitors come to pray for success in their careers.
Indala: I see that as a positive. A fulfilling job leads to a fulfilling life.
Temple Elder: On that point, I agree. What concerns me is your incurable addiction to work!
Temple Elder: Even after finishing your tasks, you repeatedly ask for more instead of resting.
Temple Elder: I'm worried about your health! Plus, your refusal to take breaks makes it difficult for the rest of us to take them too!
Indala: Urk... Well, er...
Temple Elder: Now, Indala—please get some rest! I'll handle the sweeping!
With that, the woman takes the broom from Indala and swiftly walks away.
Indala: Ah, my work...
Indala: Now I have nothing to do.
Vyrn: Then why don'tcha just relax like she said?
Indala: I can't stand being idle. You see, whenever that happens...
Indala: Urgh, it's getting cold...
Vyrn: Really? I mean, sure it's chilly, but it's been like that for a while.
Indala: Er... Forgive me for asking, but could you possibly lend me a hand?
Lyria: You need our help with something? Sure, you can count on us!
Indala: All right. In that case...
Indala reaches out to take (Captain)'s hand with her right hand and Lyria's with her left.
Lyria: Wha! I-Indala?
Indala: Ahh, your hands are so warm. I thought as much when we first met, and it seems I was right.
Indala: I feel much calmer now. Thank you.
Lyria: Um... Why are you holding our hands?
Indala: I can "see" heat. Warm spots appear red, while cold spots are more blue—that sort of thing.
Indala: Your hands had such a warm, comforting color that I couldn't resist holding them.
Indala: It's a bit hard to describe... but whenever I have nothing to do, it feels like I'm being left behind.
Indala: The idea of the world moving on without me fills me with loneliness, and I end up shivering, craving the warmth of another.
Indala: Hence why I asked you to lend me a hand.
Vyrn: So you meant that literally? Talk about confusing...
Lyria: Ahaha... You really caught us off guard.
Vyrn: So how long are ya plannin' to hold on?
Indala: Hm? Oh, I just wanted to enjoy your flustered reactions for a little while longer.
With a mischievous glint in her eye, Indala releases their hands.
Indala: But this is quite the predicament. If I keep idling away my time, the same thing is bound to happen again...
Vyrn: Then how 'bout we hang around and chat for a while? We've still got time to spare.
Indala: Are you sure?
Lyria: Of course! We'd love to learn more about you, Indala!
At Vyrn's suggestion, they move indoors and find a spot to chat.
Vyrn: Sounded like that old lady was really layin' into ya earlier.
Vyrn: You're the head of this temple, right? Didn't that bother you?
Indala: No, not at all.
Indala: I'm not fond of excessive politeness. I find it much more comfortable when people are honest and upfront with me.
Vyrn: Well, I guess you make the rules...
???: Such incidents are routine here. There's no need for concern.
Vyrn: Whoa! You can talk?
Indala: Ah, you're finally awake? Great, let me introduce you.
Indala: This is Shiro, my precious companion.
Shiro: Pleased to make your acquaintance. Yaaawn...
Lyria: You seem pretty sleepy.
Shiro: I was up all night assisting my master with her work. To be quite frank, I'm sleep-deprived.
Shiro: It's truly a mystery to me how she keeps this up for twelve days at a time.
Lyria: Now that you mention it, I remember her saying something about sleeping a week ago...
Shiro: My master prioritizes efficiency to the extent that she's reduced her need for sleep. She can now stay awake for twelve consecutive days.
Vyrn: No way! So that wasn't a joke?
Indala: If it were, I'd have to question my sense of humor. I like to think I'm a bit funnier than that.
Vyrn: What's she gettin' all bent outta shape for?
Elder's Voice: I'm terribly sorry, but as I've said several times, visiting hours are over for today.
Visitor's Voice: Are you telling me to leave? I didn't travel all this way to be treated like this!
Indala: Hm? I hear voices outside.
Vyrn: Let's go take a look.
Stepping outside the break room, they see the elderly staff member attempting to reason with a visibly angry man.
Temple Elder: I understand, but the rules apply to everyone.
Indala: What's all the commotion?
Temple Elder: Ah, Indala! This gentleman insists on receiving a blessing from you personally.
Temple Elder: I was just explaining to him that it's already past visiting hours...
Temple Visitor: "Indala"? So you're the one who runs this place?
Temple Visitor: Perfect! You can give me my blessing now!
Indala: A work request? Normally, I'd be more than willing to oblige, but in this case...
Indala: I'm sorry, but rules are rules. It would be unfair to the other visitors.
Temple Visitor: What! You're already here, so just do it!
Temple Elder: Apologies, but that's our final decision. We'll have to ask you to leave for today—
Temple Visitor: Nobody asked you!
Temple Elder: Eep!
In a fit of rage, the man sends the woman sprawling to the ground with a shove.
Indala: ...!
Are you all right?
Temple Elder: Y-yes... Thank you, Indala.
Indala: ...
Indala: Do you desire my touch that badly? Very well. I will grant you a blessing.
Temple Visitor: Finally! You should've just done that from the start!
Indala approaches the man and places a hand on his cheek.
Temple Visitor: Heh! Got my blessing!
Temple Visitor: Wait... Huh?
The man suddenly drops to his knees as though all strength has left him.
Temple Visitor: What's... happening? My whole body... feels numb...
Indala: It's poison. I infused it from my hand directly into your skin.
Temple Visitor: Poison? B-but why...
Indala: Because your conduct was unacceptable. Without treatment, you'll die.
Temple Visitor: No! H-help me... Please!
Indala: Will you repent for your thoughtless behavior?
Temple Visitor: Y-yes, I will!
Indala: ...
I'm counting on your sincerity.
As Indala touches his cheek once more, the numbness slowly fades from his body.
Temple Visitor: I'm saved... Th-thank you so much...
Indala: By the way, you never mentioned the reason you wanted a blessing. Why were you so insistent on getting one?
Temple Visitor: I'm a failure at work... I keep getting fired from every job I take. And I just got desperate...
Indala: I see.
With a nod, she gently pats the man's head.
Temple Visitor: Er...
Indala: Relax. I didn't use any poison this time.
Indala: You were probably just looking for someone to show you a bit of kindness.
Indala: I'm not sure of the mechanism, but I've been told my touch upon a person's head leads them to have pleasant dreams.
Indala: May your dreams remain vivid, always.
Temple Visitor: R-right! I'll start fresh and do my very best!
Indala: That's what I like to hear.
Uplifted by Indala's encouragement, the man departs with a bright smile on his face.
Vyrn: Bein' a temple keeper's no walk in the park, huh? But you handled that like a pro!
Indala: I'm sorry you had to witness that.
Lyria: No need to apologize. But you mentioned earlier about poison coming from your hand, right?
Lyria: Does that mean we might be affected since you held our hands too?
Indala: Don't worry. My hands don't always emit that toxin—I can control it at will.
Indala: The effect of a poison depends on how it's used. When weakened and managed carefully, it can even act as medicine.
Indala: That's why I can cure minor ailments with my touch.
Vyrn: Dang, that's a pretty handy talent. You could be a doctor!
Indala: It's not quite that convenient, I'm afraid. I don't have a deep understanding of medicine or anatomy.
Indala: When it comes to healing, my skills are fairly half-baked.
- That's not true.
Choose: That's not true.Vyrn: (Captain)'s been lookin' better ever since you worked your magic!
Indala: Hehe. I'm glad to hear that.
Vyrn: Whoops, we've been here way longer than we planned.
Vyrn: There's a huge backlog of requests waitin' for us, so we'd better head back!
Indala: A huge backlog? Y-you're that busy?
Indala: I'm so jealous...
Vyrn: Huh? What's got you so fidgety?
Indala: Oh, it's nothing... Ahem. Nothing at all.
Lyria: See you again someday, Indala!
Indala: Yes, someday.
Indala: ...
Indala continues to gaze intently at the crew's retreating figures until they vanish from sight.
Vyrn: All right! We got our blessing, so let's get this show back on the road!
Lyria: Yeah!
Indala: Yes, let's go.
Vyrn: Wait, what! Why're you here?
Indala: I figured journeying with you would open up all sorts of new job opportunities. And you could use the extra hands, right?
Lyria: What about your temple duties?
Indala: Most of my tasks can be done on the ship, like calligraphy for the stamps that visitors are given.
Indala: I usually travel to other islands looking for work on my days off anyway, so there shouldn't be any issue.
Indala: Would it be all right if I came along?
- Welcome aboard.
- We'll make sure you stay busy.
Choose: Welcome aboard.Indala: Thank you. I'm happy to be here.
Choose: We'll make sure you stay busy.Indala: That sounds magnificent. Feel free to assign me any and all tasks you need done.
Vyrn: You sure love workin', huh? Dunno if I should be impressed or scared...
Continue 2Indala: I can't wait to see what sort of jobs await me. Hehe...
Seeing Indala's eyes sparkle with excitement, the crew feels a thrill of anticipation for the journey ahead.
Poison Within
Intrigued by Vyrn's mention of a giant serpent called Orochi, Indala requests a meeting with the creature, whereupon she inquires about its connection to a certain "Yamata." She then asks to be swallowed whole, confirming she can withstand its poison before being spit out—and collapsing from overexertion instead.
A few days after joining the crew, Indala stops by to see (Captain) and company.
Indala: Let me be frank. (Captain), your workload is excessive.
Indala: No, that's an understatement. It's bordering on death-by-overwork levels.
She shares with them her impression following several days of keen observation.
Indala: Are you getting enough rest? Sleeping properly? Don't wait until you collapse.
Vyrn: That goes for you too, y'know.
Indala & Vyrn: ...
Indala: I'd like to assist you. Pass some of your tasks to me, (Captain).
Vyrn: Hey! Don't ignore me!
Lyria: But Indala, don't you have other work on your plate?
Vyrn: Yeah, didn't somethin' come in from the Snake Temple this morning? A stamp book, I think?
Indala: Naturally, it's been handled. Neglecting my own duties to help with someone else's would be irresponsible.
Vyrn: You finished already? It looked like enough to take a whole day!
Indala: That's the result of working efficiently. Now I'm left with time to spare.
Vyrn: Then why not take it easy? You've gotta be worn out from workin' non-stop.
Indala: Not in the slightest.
Indala: In fact, I'm feeling restless from the lack of activity. My hands are a bit shaky.
Vyrn: Sounds like withdrawal. You're kinda freakin' me out here...
Indala: So (Captain), is there anything I can help with?
Saying this, Indala begins to sift through the captain's stack of requests.
Indala: Let's see... Searching for missing persons, finding lost items, rebuilding a sauna...
Indala: You all certainly tackle a wide variety of jobs.
Vyrn: Well, about half are monster-huntin' missions.
Vyrn: But some of 'em turn out to be somethin' else entirely, so we end up doin' all kinds of stuff.
Vyrn: Speakin' of which, seeing Shiro reminded me—we even ran into a talkin' snake once!
Vyrn: It was big enough to swallow a person in one gulp. That was one heck of a job.
Indala: A talking snake?
Indala's expression suddenly hardens at Vyrn's words.
Lyria: What is it, Indala? Did Vyrn say something wrong?
Indala: Oh, no... I'm not upset or anything. Sorry if I gave that impression.
Indala: I'm just curious about that giant snake. Is it still around?
Vyrn: Y-yeah. Still alive and kickin' as far as I know.
Indala: What's the snake's name? Is it... Yamata by any chance?
Lyria: No, Orochi actually.
Indala: It doesn't have eight heads, does it?
Vyrn: Nah, it's just a normal snake. Well, not exactly normal, but yeah.
Indala: Hmm...
Indala: (I'd like to believe it's not related, but there's a chance it might be. I should verify it myself.)
Indala: I have a favor to ask. Could you arrange for me to meet this "Orochi"?
Indala: Even just telling me its location would help. Is that possible?
Seeing the serious look on Indala's face, (Captain) nods readily.
Vyrn: Seems like this is pretty important, so let's head there right away!
Indala: Thank you.
(Captain) and company make their way to a certain riverside near a remote village.
Sensing their presence, Orochi slowly raises its massive form.
Orochi: So we meet again. I do recall asking you not to awaken me if possible. Have you come on some urgent matter?
Vyrn: It's not exactly urgent, but we got a special request to see ya.
Indala: You're Orochi?
Orochi: Hm? And who is this impertinent little girl?
Indala: (The Yato-no-Kami is reacting... This is the chance of a lifetime!)
Indala: (Even if this beast isn't Yamata, examining it could provide valuable information!)
Indala: What is your connection to Yamata? Depending on your answer, I may have to cut you down here and now.
Indala grips the hilt of her sword tightly and aims the blade at Orochi.
Vyrn: Whoa! What's gotten into you all of a sudden?
Lyria: P-please calm down, Indala!
Indala: ...
Orochi: Suppose I were to say that I have no memory of any Yamata—would you believe me?
Indala: ...
Indala: You have a point. It's difficult to discern the truth from words alone.
Indala: But I have something more to go by now. Forgive me for testing you.
Indala lowers her weapon and bows her head to the great snake.
Orochi: You choose to trust me? Why is that?
Indala: Even though I drew my sword with a clear intent to kill, you remained calm.
Indala: Thus, I concluded that you could be reasoned with. At the very least, you don't seem inclined to attack without cause.
Indala: Moreover, it would be problematic for me if you died. There's something I need to confirm.
Orochi: Problematic for you?
Orochi: Heh... Hahaha! You say this after testing me? Still, I admire your nerve!
Vyrn: Right... So I guess everything's good now?
Orochi: You mentioned needing to confirm something. But just to be clear—I possess no information regarding this "Yamata."
Indala: Yes, I understand. I don't intend to place any unreasonable demands on you.
Indala: I simply need you to swallow me whole. That's all.
Vyrn: What!
Orochi: Are you out of your mind? You're effectively requesting to be devoured, you know.
Indala: I'll signal for you to regurgitate me afterward, of course. I have no desire to become anyone's meal.
Indala: It should be perfectly feasible, right? All you have to do is swallow me and spit me back out.
Vyrn: Just 'cause somethin' can be done doesn't mean it should be...
Lyria: That means you'd be inside Orochi's belly, right? But won't you start to... dissolve?
Indala: No need to worry about that. I have a plan.
Orochi: ...
Orochi: Very well. If that will satisfy you.
Indala: ...!
You're really agreeing to this?
Orochi: I owe a debt to your young friends here. If you can assure me this is the only time, I will grant your request.
Indala: Understood. Thank you.
Orochi: I suggest you direct that gratitude toward your companions.
Indala: You're right.
(Captain), everyone—I'll find a way to repay you when I return.
Orochi: Are you ready?
Lyria: Please be careful!
Indala: Yes, I'll make this quick.
As Indala closes her eyes, Orochi's enormous mouth opens and swallows her whole.
Indala opens her eyes, feeling as though she has been squeezed into a long, narrow box.
The pitch-black space is permeated by the stench of stomach acid and laden with poison, creating a scarcely livable environment.
Indala: (My condition seems stable. This toxin would be fatal to most creatures, but I can endure it well enough.)
Indala: (Even knowing Yamata is far more dangerous, this is an encouraging outcome. I still have a chance at victory.)
Her face lights up as if she has found a glimmer of hope.
Indala: Orochi! I'm done here! Spit me out!
At Indala's signal, the great serpent's insides begin to undulate, pushing her body backward.
Indala: Whew.
Indala is expelled with a gush of gastric fluid, appearing unfazed despite her inflamed skin.
Vyrn: Whoa, your skin is bright red! Looks painful...
Lyria: We need to treat you right away!
Indala: Don't worry, I just need a moment. Could I ask you all to look the other way?
Vyrn: Wh-what the heck?
Though puzzled, (Captain) and the crew comply and face the opposite direction.
Indala's Voice: It's all right now. You can turn back around.
At Indala's instruction, they turn to see her skin completely healed.
Vyrn: Huh? The red marks are totally gone!
Lyria: H-how is that possible?
Indala: This is another technique utilizing poison.
Indala: I used a weakened toxin to stimulate my body's metabolism and enhance its healing capacity.
Vyrn: Wow, that's a pretty nifty trick.
Indala: However, this method causes my old skin to peel off, much like molting.
Indala: It's not a sight I wanted you to see, so I asked you to look away.
Lyria: Oh, so that's why. I was really surprised, but it's a relief to know the reason!
Orochi: Honestly, what a reckless little girl. Did you at least achieve your desired results?
Indala: Yes, and then some. I feel much more confident about defeating Yamata now.
Orochi: I still don't fully grasp what this entails, but see to it that this disruption of my slumber is not in vain.
Vyrn: Hey, I've been wonderin'. Who is Yamata anyway?
Lyria: Since you mentioned defeating them, I'm guessing they're not a friend of yours...
Indala: ...
Indala: Yamata is my sworn enemy—and that of all the Divine Snakes before me.
Indala: I can explain in more detail once we're back on the ship. It's a rather long story—
Suddenly, Indala staggers and falls to one knee.
Indala: Urgh... Not good... I must have used too much power...
Lyria: Indala! Are you okay?
Indala: It seems I misjudged the timing... The rest is up to you, Shiro...
As the last bit of strength leaves her body, she collapses on the spot.
Vyrn: Oh no! We gotta get her back to the ship!
(Captain) hoists Indala into a piggyback position, and the group hurries back to the Grandcypher.
Poison Within: Scene 2
As Indala sleeps, her companion Shiro reveals to the crew that generations of Divine Snakes have absorbed the toxin within a blade called the Yato-no-Kami to one day defeat the eight-headed serpent Yamata—a mission that Indala herself is deeply dedicated toward. With new insight into Indala's situation, the crew agrees to continue treating her as always.
Indala: ...
After returning to the ship, (Captain) and company place the sleeping Indala in bed to watch over her.
Vyrn: She's out like a light. Doesn't look like she'll be stirrin' anytime soon.
Lyria: We're sure she'll wake up after a day has passed, right?
While en route, Shiro had filled them in on Indala's physical disposition.
Her uniquely cultivated trait causes her to sleep for an entire day after twelve days of activity.
Overusing her abilities had accelerated this cycle, causing her to fall asleep sooner than anticipated.
Shiro: We were fortunate this time. Once my master succumbs to slumber, she is not easily awakened.
Shiro: In the worst-case scenario, she could have been slain by bandits or devoured by monsters.
Shiro: Thankfully, she was saved because you were with her. You have my deepest gratitude.
Vyrn: It's no big deal. Though we probably could've handled it better if we'd known about all that from the get-go.
Shiro: ...
Shiro: I believe it is time to disclose the heavy burden my master carries.
Lyria: Burden?
Shiro: It concerns Yamata, as well as the sacred mission of the Divine Snake.
Vyrn: Come to think of it, Indala did say she'd explain back on the ship—right before she passed out.
Shiro: Given the weight of the subject, my master typically avoids discussing personal matters.
Shiro: But she has resolved to confide in your crew out of gratitude for all you have done.
Shiro: However, in order to spare my master any additional strain, I will speak in her stead.
Shiro: Should she reprimand me afterward, I will offer my most sincere apologies.
Vyrn: You're Indala's partner, right? I'm sure she'll understand!
Vyrn: And if ya do get in trouble, we'll take the heat with ya!
- Please tell us everything.
Choose: Please tell us everything.Shiro: Very well. The tale begins with the very first Divine Snake...
Shiro: Long ago, the first Divine Snake fought a powerful foe to protect an island and its people.
Shiro: This foe was none other than Yamata—a colossal, venomous serpent possessing eight heads.
Shiro: Armed with the sacred sword Yato-no-Kami, the first Divine Snake confronted Yamata alone, and almost succeeded...
Shiro: But despite having all its heads severed, the great snake survived, narrowly escaping defeat.
Shiro: Following this encounter, around two centuries passed.
Shiro: Having reclaimed its original form, Yamata attacked the Snake Temple to exact vengeance on the Divine Snake.
Shiro: The Divine Snake of that era, like the first, faced Yamata with the Yato-no-Kami...
Shiro: However, the blade had been tainted by Yamata's poisonous blood during the initial battle, drastically reducing its strength.
Shiro: I did everything in my power to assist the Divine Snake, who wagered their very life to repel the beast...
Shiro: Yet once again, we failed to deliver the final, fatal blow.
Shiro: Or so the story goes.
Vyrn: Huh? But weren't you there fightin' too?
Shiro: With the succession of each Divine Snake, I undergo a full molting, emerging as a pure white slate to serve my new master.
Shiro: Consequently, I have no memory of prior events. I am merely recounting what is written in the texts.
Vyrn: Gotcha. So that's the deal.
Shiro: Even after two fierce battles, we were unable to eliminate Yamata once and for all.
Shiro: If nothing changed, the struggle would be doomed to continue indefinitely.
Shiro: Fearing this, the new Divine Snake conceived an idea to utilize the toxin harbored within the Yato-no-Kami.
Lyria: Using... Yamata's own toxin?
Shiro: The original objective was to enter Yamata's body and destroy its heart directly.
Shiro: But the serpent's insides are filled with a powerful toxin that would kill a normal person instantly.
Shiro: Therefore, the Divine Snake devised a plan to build immunity against Yamata's poison, making infiltration possible.
Shiro: The method of which was keeping the Yato-no-Kami close at hand, allowing the toxin to slowly build up in the wielder's body.
Shiro: Doing so would produce a resistance that increased over generations, ultimately giving rise to a Divine Snake capable of withstanding Yamata's poison.
Shiro: All to prepare for the inevitable clash. Ever since, the Divine Snakes have carried that new mission—the defeat of Yamata.
Shiro: And now, roughly 150 years after the second conflict, there are signs that the beast's revival is near.
Vyrn: So that means the one who's gonna have to fight it is...
Shiro: Yes. It is my master.
Shiro: Thanks in part to the efforts of her ancestors, she has grown to become the most powerful Divine Snake of all time.
Shiro: All that remains is to destroy Yamata's heart... But the true result will only be known when the beast is confronted once more.
Lyria: Poor Indala... That's a lot of weight on her shoulders...
Vyrn: I get now why she was so serious about trackin' down Yamata.
Shiro: Such a heavy responsibility would ordinarily be enough to break one's spirit.
Shiro: However, my master remains entirely undaunted by her situation.
Vyrn: Huh? Really?
Shiro: Due to her strong-willed nature and desire to leave no burden for future generations, she faces the task of defeating Yamata with resolute optimism.
Indala: Zzz... A mountain of pastries... right before my eyes...
Indala: Sugar intake... is essential... for productivity...
Lyria: Ahaha... Sounds like she's having a sweet dream.
Vyrn: If she's not worried, I guess us stressin' out about it wouldn't be much help.
Shiro: I wish for you all to continue treating her as you did before. That is more than enough.
(Captain) and the crew nod, finding themselves smiling inadvertently at the sight of Indala's sleeping face.
Poison Within: Scene 3
Upon waking the next day, Indala thanks Shiro for explaining her situation, and the crew for arranging the meeting with Orochi—whom she speculates was a part of Yamata that split off during its regeneration. Encouraged that she was able to safely enter Orochi's body, she eagerly returns to work.
Indala: I see. So you told them.
After a full day's rest, Indala finally awakens.
Upon learning that Shiro has disclosed her circumstances to the crew, she shows no trace of resentment.
Indala: I was planning to tell them myself anyway. Thank you for handling it, Shiro.
Shiro: Everything I do is for the sake of my master. No gratitude is required.
Lyria: Oh! Indala, Shiro! There you are!
Vyrn: You okay, Indala? Nothin' feels off?
Indala: Yes, I slept like a log. As you can see, I'm in tip-top shape.
Indala: You've heard about my circumstances, yes? I assume you know now why I'm so fixated on Yamata.
Vyrn: Yeah. And the reason you were so keen on meetin' Orochi too.
Vyrn: You thought the two snakes might be buddies, so you wanted to check it out for yourself, right?
Vyrn: But Orochi didn't have any info, so I guess they're not connected after all—
Indala: No, it's quite the opposite. In fact, the toxin they possess is identical.
Indala: Meaning Orochi is, in a literal sense... Yamata itself.
Lyria: What! So Orochi lied to us?
Vyrn: How could you tell they were the same, anyway? You've never seen Yamata, right?
Indala: It was the Yato-no-Kami. The poison inside it reacted when I first encountered Orochi.
Indala: I wasn't fully convinced at first, but entering the serpent's body confirmed everything.
Indala: Its insides were filled with the exact same toxin that I extract from my blade.
Vyrn: Then why'd Orochi claim not to know anything?
Indala: That was likely the truth. While both beasts share the same toxin, Orochi's is much weaker than Yamata's, at least according to what I've heard.
Indala: Remember, Yamata had eight heads. I suspect that during the regeneration process, a part of the beast split off and became Orochi.
Indala: But without any memory of that, Orochi wasn't aware of Yamata's existence. Thinking about it that way, it all lines up.
Vyrn: Then Orochi wasn't tryin' to trick us. That's a relief.
Indala: I'm a day late in saying this, but I really appreciate you arranging for me to meet Orochi.
Indala: Entering the serpent's body allowed me to assess my abilities. I'm certain now that my power has the potential to counter Yamata.
Vyrn: Yeah! That's the spirit!
Lyria: If there's anything else we can do to help, just let us know!
Lyria takes Indala's left hand, and (Captain) follows suit by grasping her right.
Indala: Hehe... This reminds me of when we first met.
Indala: There's such warmth in your hands... Actually, in your very beings. It's like basking in the gentle rays of spring.
Indala: Well, I've had quite the extended break. Starting today, it's back to work from morning till night.
Vyrn: Didn't you just wake up? Why not take it easy for a while longer?
Indala: I can't do that. There's work calling my name.
Indala: Besides, too much rest is bad for you, right? The dose makes the poison.
Vyrn: Never heard that one before!
Despite their bemused smiles at Indala's tireless work ethic, (Captain) and the crew nevertheless find comfort in her dependability.
Yay Work, Nay Work
While visiting Indala for the passing on of year spirit duties, Payila requests Shiro's skin as one of her treasures. After agreeing to call down rain for local drought-stricken farmers, Payila is thrilled to receive the beautiful molted skin in return, but declines Indala's suggestion to take on more work herself.
As the year draws to a close, Payila heads to the Snake Temple for the passing on of year spirit duties.
Payila: I'm here.
Indala: ...
Payila: Indala? Are you listening? I went out of my way to visit, so how about offering some tea?
Indala: ...
Payila: Look here.
With a gentle prod of her fan, Payila finally gets Indala to turn around.
Indala: Oh, if it isn't Payila. When did you arrive?
Payila: Just a moment ago. I'll have you know I tried to get your attention multiple times.
Indala: Sorry. I've been entirely focused on planning my schedule for the next month.
Indala: My goal is to complete as many tasks as possible, with maximum efficiency.
Payila: Your passion for work is as strong as ever. One could say it even borders on obsessive.
Payila: All right—I'm intrigued. Let's see what exactly you have lined up.
Surveying the sheet in Indala's hands, Payila's eyes widen at the densely packed agenda.
Payila: ...!
This workload is absurd. It would take five of my shikigami to handle such an amount!
Payila: And unless I'm mistaken, these aren't even related to your temple duties!
Indala: Correct. Is that a problem?
Payila: Unbelievable. Your primary obligations are already a tremendous burden as it is...
Payila: Yet you're opting to take on more? What unholy fiend has possessed you?
Indala: Hehe, you certainly don't mince words. But that's what I like about you.
Indala: I simply want to work. If my efforts can make someone happy, then it's a win for everyone.
Payila: "A sound mind is one that desires little," is it? Surely there would be no harm in requesting a treasure or two.
Payila: I pray you don't grow weary of such meager rewards and end up losing your mind.
Indala: I appreciate your concern.
Indala: But I assume you didn't come here personally just to praise my work ethic.
Payila: Oh?
Indala: Ordinarily, you would have sent one of your shikigami to manage the handover.
Indala: The fact that you came in person suggests there's another reason for your visit. That's my suspicion, anyway... Well?
Payila: Heh... Hehehe.
Payila: Indeed, you see right through me. I suppose there's no need to hide it, then.
Payila: I want Shiro's skin.
Shiro: My skin, you say?
Payila: It's been on my mind ever since I saw it displayed here at the temple.
Payila: With pristine clarity akin to the purest air... and a cherry blossom pattern that exudes an elegant charm...
Payila: Such exquisite beauty is worthy of becoming my treasure.
Indala: I'd expect no less of you, Payila. Recognizing the allure of Shiro's skin is a true testament to your discerning eye.
Payila: Heh, who do you think I am?
Indala: I'm confident you would treat it with care.
Indala: Shiro, it's molting season for you, isn't it? Would you be willing to relinquish the skin you shed?
Shiro: I have no objections. However...
Seeing Shiro's restless movements, Indala realizes something.
Indala: (Ah, I see... I'm reluctant to give it to Payila in its current state.)
Indala: (There must be a practical solution...)
After a moment of thought, she turns to Payila with an idea.
Indala: I have one condition. Could you assist me with a certain request?
Payila: You intend to have me work?
Indala: It's something only you can do. But don't worry—it's not a physically strenuous task. I promise you won't regret it.
Payila: ...
Payila: Very well, if I must. It would feel better knowing I'm offering something in compensation.
Indala: Great. We have a deal, then.
Payila: This entire village area, I presume?
Indala: Yes, please.
Payila: Then I shall begin.
The moment Payila waves her fan, dark clouds swiftly cover the clear sky, and rain begins to fall.
Payila: Huff... Puff...
Is this sufficient?
Indala: I knew I could count on you, Payila. You straightened everything out in no time.
Indala: Several farmers in the village had informed me of their struggle with water shortages due to a recent drought.
Indala: But it was an issue I couldn't resolve on my own, so I had been racking my brain trying to figure out how to help them.
Indala: Of course, I did all I could! I spent three full days and nights researching rain rituals and praying!
Indala: I even brought in people from nearby islands with a reputation of being magnets for rain. That was quite an ordeal.
Indala: Then I tried building a massive bonfire—
Payila: A-all right, enough! You've made your hardships painfully clear!
Payila: So that's why you requested my help. Indeed, with my power, it was a simple task. Though it did tire me out somewhat.
Indala: You truly saved the day. It pained me deeply to hand over this task, but now I can deliver some good news to the farmers.
Payila: Was it really that agonizing? I'm genuinely starting to worry about you...
Indala: Now, time to fulfill our end of the bargain.
You should be able to shed comfortably in this weather, right, Shiro?
Shiro: Indeed, these conditions are perfect.
As the rain pours down on Shiro, she slowly begins to molt.
The freshly discarded skin is left shimmering with a silklike sheen.
Payila: Oh... How magnificent! It's even more stunning than I envisioned!
Payila: The smooth texture is especially delightful. Heh, I'm tempted to nuzzle it against my cheek.
Indala: You seem pleased. It was a wise choice not to part with it when you first asked.
Payila: A wise choice? What do you mean?
Indala: When I took a closer look at Shiro's skin, I noticed it was quite dry.
Indala: For a flawless shed, the environment needs to be just right. Humidity is crucial.
Indala: We could have created a humid space indoors, but there was also her overall health to consider.
Indala: Being out in the open seems to do her more good than staying cooped up inside.
Payila: I see. Then this weather must be nothing short of paradise for Shiro.
Indala: I wanted to present the skin to you in optimal condition. And seeing that smile on your face makes it all worthwhile.
Payila: So you pulled the scales over my eyes.
Indala: Are you angry with me?
Payila: Normally, I would have struck you with lightning for daring to deceive me.
Payila: But I'm in an exceptionally good mood today. So I'll let it slide this time.
Indala: Hehe, I'm relieved to hear that.
Indala: Say, Payila. Why not use this opportunity to take on more responsibilities?
Indala: Your work brings joy to others. Not to mention, you might stumble upon unexpected treasures along the way.
Payila: That's true... Yes, I think I'll have my shikigami work twenty percent harder from now on.
Indala: Do the work yourself...
Despite Indala's sigh, she finds a familiar comfort in Payila's characteristic response.
White Chocolate Cake