Scenario:Alchemist Astray - Chapter 5: The Bargain with Fate - Episode 2
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Alchemist Astray - Chapter 5: The Bargain with Fate - Episode 2
As they search the facility, Deliford's spearsmanship proves sharp as ever as he plows through guard after guard. They find Clarisse's parents and escape the facility without incident.
Deliford and Cagliostro continue their search of the facility for Clarisse's parents.
Deliford: Hragh!
Deliford: Huff!
Soldiers and alchemists assail them along the way, but Deliford's spearsmanship makes quick work of them.
Cagliostro: Not bad.
Deliford: I wasn't called the Sterling Spear for nothing.
Cagliostro: Ha! Sterling Spear, eh?
No doubt tomorrow you'll be the Aching Arms of Agony.
No doubt tomorrow you'll be the Aching Arms of Agony.
Deliford: D-don't be absurd.
Cagliostro: You know... I could make you a body that would never ache.
Deliford: ...
Cagliostro: Well, only if you're willing to live out your life as an adorable little girl, that is.
Deliford: Me... as a little girl...
Cagliostro: I was kidding, but now that I think about it... might not be a bad idea. What say you? Just nod and I'll do it.
Deliford: ...
I appreciate the offer, but I'll have to decline. I don't think I could act the part as well as you do.
I appreciate the offer, but I'll have to decline. I don't think I could act the part as well as you do.
Deliford: And above all else, I have a wife.
Cagliostro: Stop.
Deliford: What is it, Cagliostro?
Cagliostro: They're here—I can feel it. Break the door.
Deliford: Understood.
Deliford creates a gaping hole in the door with his spear.
???: Wh-what's happening?
???: Stay behind me, Promethia!
Deliford: Are you Clarisse's parents?
???: We demand to know who you are first!
Deliford: Ah, my apologies. I am Deliford, a colleague of Clarisse.
Deliford: We've come to rescue you.
???: So you're the ones she mentioned in her letter; the skyfaring crew.
Promethia: Please pardon my tone a moment ago. I'm Clarisse's mother, Promethia.
Harold: Clarisse's father, Harold.
Tell me, is our little girl safe? Is she all right?
Tell me, is our little girl safe? Is she all right?
Cagliostro: Oh, don't worry. She's safe.
Harold: What! I-it's the founder!
Seeing Cagliostro, Clarisse's father begins to panic.
Cagliostro: Good to see you still care about your daughter.
Promethia: Wh-what are you doing here?
Cagliostro: We told you: Clarisse asked us to save you.
Promethia: She... asked you?
Cagliostro: You heard me. Your little girl got on her knees and begged me to help.
Promethia: And you agreed? But I was told the founder was wild and brazen, on the brink of madness.
Harold: As was I.
Cagliostro: Like I care. No one decides what I can or can't do. No one but me.
Cagliostro: But if you won't believe what I say, just think of it as... me in a very good mood.
Cagliostro: Enough chitchat. We need to get out of here. Come with us.
Promethia: All right.
Harold: We'll follow you for now.
Deliford: Then I'll lead the way. Stay close.