My head feels light. Perhaps because I've swung my sword, Arayashiki, so many times, the horrific memories that occupied so much of my time no longer come to mind. It feels as if the heavy threads that were wrapped around my body have been carved away. I feel a sense of refreshment in even the smallest movements, like breathing in and out or clenching and opening my hand.

Now... Guest, you're the only one left.

Slowly, I walk down the corridor of the Finger where Guest is located.