The Enterprise... I...I have heard that name before, but where?

Are...are you sure I've come here before? This place feels completely foreign to me...

I'm glad we left the Observatorium. The people there were not friendly.

Though even here, I can feel eyes upon us. We...we are not safe.

If the Enterprise is indeed inside the Stone Vigil, then we must convince Lord Drillemont to cooperate.

When I look at her, I feel as though I've come home. I can think of no other way to express it.

That weapon didn't destroy those primals─it devoured them. Gods only know what else it can do.

Now that we've found Biggs and Wedge, there's no reason for us to remain here any longer. Let us make for Revenant's Toll in Mor Dhona. There we can make our plans to rescue the others.

Stealth and subterfuge, Forename, are how we will free our friends. I have every confidence you can play the part of an imperial soldier.

Much like that gamble with the corrupted crystal, it's quite possible that this plan fails spectacularly. But it's a risk we'll have to take in order to free our friends.

Sorry we had to resort to such dramatic methods to escape. Things escalated so quickly that Alphinaud and I saw no other alternative.

Gaius may have called it a weapon of ancient Allag, but I saw extensive magitek modifications...

For many years I dedicated my life to the research and development of magitek, unable or unwilling to see the repercussions of my work. And though I have since left Garlemald behind, its scientists continue to build upon my work.

I fear that this new weapon may be another example of that─an ancient relic enhanced with technologies I created. Yet even should that be the case, it would still require a brilliant mind to─

No... No, he didn't...

I think we could all do with a good rest, don't you? I know I could.

I still haven't had time to think about everything that happened. About Nero...and Gaius...

Technology should never be allowed to imprison people. That's a hard lesson I learned from watching Gaius...and my father. If the secrets of the Crystal Tower are as dangerous as we expect, then I mean to keep them under lock and key. The terrible mistakes of history need not be repeated.

Even without Dalamud in the heavens, the Crystal Tower is capable of generating vast amounts of energy. It's only a matter of time before the voidgate is thrown open fully. Knowing this, Nero used us in order to secure safe passage to the tower's apex. Though I doubt that any of us fell for his ruse, we let the scoundrel do as he pleased nonetheless. Deep down, we all want to believe that a man can change for the better...

Nero never would've made it back without you, Forename, and for that you have my thanks. I doubt he will hatch any more dastardly schemes for the present. He owes me his life, after all.

Where in the hells are you, Gaius...

My lads have outdone themselves this time!

Should you need to return to Ishgard for supplies, you can use that standard to signal for an Ironworks airship, just as before.

When your business below is done, let our man at the airship landing know, and he'll ferry you back here to resume the mission.

Gods above, I can't work through the night as easily as I used to. Must be getting old. Ahem. ...That's when you say, “You're not that old, Cid.”

Quickthinx had a few tricks up his sleeve right to the end, eh?

With Roundrox, we saw the codex grant its knowledge to a child with a pure, innocent belief in its ideals. Seeing Quickthinx do the same, it would seem that crazed obsession is a suitable substitute. Not that it availed him much in the end...