Roccia: “Tacet Discords, incoming. Stay alert, everyone.”

Rover, Roccia and Brant defeated the TDs.

Roccia: “These are human footprints. Looks like they're heading to the Arena.”

Brant: “This is the only way up. Let's pick up the pace. Begone, you vexing wretches... The Sacrificial Arena is right there. Let's take them down in one blow.”

The group heads to the Figurehead's Shrine. In front of them, a woman kneels in prayer as the dragon approaches her menacingly.

Devout Follower: “Oh, Divinity above, please have mercy on me... Is this... some kind of test for me? I-I see. No matter how harsh the punishment, I'll take it. Even if... even if...”

Brant rushes towards the woman to save her in time.

Brant: “Even if... it means death?”

Roccia: “We've never done anything that warrants paying with our lives.”

Brant: “I'd wager mercy isn't on the table. However... In the face of danger and adversity, the stage is set for our grandest act!”

Many Tacet Discord gather around the group.

Roccia: “Brant, you handle the Tacet Discords. I've got the dragon.”

Brant: “Of course, but with all due respect... shouldn't the Captain be the one giving the orders?”

Roccia: “Just playing to our strengths. Take it, or I'll spill the beans about your wine stash.”

Brant: “Aye, aye, First Mate!”

Roccia: “It's time to pay for what you've done, Dragon of Dirge.”

Rover and Roccia defeat the Dragon of Dirge.