<i>Somewhere in the distance a girl who looks almost identical to Fillia stands hidden watching Fillia. She's surrounded by a strange light that seems to shine as if it were alive. The only thing filling her mind is a desire to be more like Fillia. It seems as if she's arguing with a copy of herself that is intangible and made from a strange energy similar to the light around her.</i> MF: One day...Fillia... RF: Not gonna lie, that's a little creepy. MF: I'm allowed to dream, aren't I? <i>Suddenly, the girl's hair seems to start moving around strangely before speaking as well.</i> Sh: You two never stop, do you...?<div class='edited'>(edited by Fukua)</div>

<i>A very unhappy Fukua steps out from where she was before glaring at Hunter.</i> MF: Well, what're ya gonna do, huh? Just go ahead and shoot! See what happens punk! RF: Isn't that a bit forward of you? You don't even know him. MF: Shutup! If this guy thinks he can get away with firing that thing then he can go ahead and try! Sh: I've been waiting for some idiot to try something like this...

<i>Fukua seems to have calmed down a bit as she looks at the ground for a moment before noticing Fillia leave.</i> MF: Oh, dammit! I gotta go! <i>Fukua runs off in the direction Fillia went but the intangible copy lingers for a moment.</i> RF: Goodbye, mister. Hope to see you again. <i>With that the copy fades into light before trailing back to Fukua. As for where Fukua went, well, one can imagine she's off to chase after Fillia.</i>

<i>A figure watches from behind a tree. They seem to have no intention of revealing themselves.</i> &quot;Hmph...nreds...&quot;