A glance at the beautiful sky, the clear horizon, the looks of hope on all his friends' faces... it was a far cry from the first time he'd had to witness the end of this world. But her and now- with their big chance to finally complete their task ahead of them- it was, more than anything else, a reminder of what they still had to protect. What they were all fighting for.

"We've died enough already. I'm not goin' into this thinking it'll suddenly be easy this time."

To whit, he was already on guard and well-braced for a battle, having arrived on the scene already at the controls of his •Magitek Armor, and stuck close to Madhuri in a •Sentinel position-- he'd been through this enough times to know that it was a good way to open things up.

But this time, they could do it-- that they'd wake up tomorrow morning and it'd be the twelfth. He was sure of it. At least, the emblem he'd painted onto the shoulder of the DAHAK seemed to suggest he'd already decided the outcome.

"Everyone ready?"