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It was thanks to all these people that Alma was here right now. Without them, she would never have gone this far. Her mother died for her to be born, and her father died on the battlefield, fighting the Nightmares for her. Her grandmother raised her, continuing to live and fight despite how old and tired she looked at times. Sometimes, it even felt like she would die at any moment, but she continued living, fighting against her own crumbling body to raise her, no matter what.
Their memories flowed out of Alma's Aura, as everyone suddenly saw something wondrous: images of her past, emerging through the water of her aura manifesting into the real world.
"What's going on?" Emily looked at Alma. "Alma's powers! What's that?"
"Looks like she's awakening something," Arthur's eyes widened. "Incredible, her power keeps rising endlessly?"
RUMBLE!
Celes felt the oceans shaking behind him, no longer just responding to him, but to someone else as well.
