Harpoons (before battle)
<No Golden Bough, no survivors...>
A.T.F.N.
No. It was a good chance to observe art crafted from a different perspective. I suppose all that wasn't for nothing. Heh.
Well~ We're going to be a-okay. A big win always follows a big loss like this~
We're going to have to scour the middle of the Great Lake to find that Bough... Mm. Maybe I should've learned how to swim...
If we are to believe Rim, that Golden Bough... is inside the Pallid Whale.
Are we truly journeying in search of the Pallid Whale...
A Whale as big as a windmi - I mean, as large as a mansion? Nay, as grand as a castillo?
Can... we even catch something like that?
Even if we catch up to it, what then? Ask it nicely to please puke the Bough back into our palms?
Guys, maybe we should just go back...
Go back?
Oh, I-I mean~
And then what? What are you going to do after we 'go back'? What, give up the Golden Bough, just like that?
Pretend like nothing happened and just move on to our next mission?
…….
I don't know how or when it's become acceptable in this group to throw away a Golden Bough just like that, but...
... not me. I'm not going back. I've endured too much to go back now...
There was just ONE thing that kept me going in this shitty company. One thing.
And you know what that is, Faust.
…….
It is as Ishmael said. Abandoning the Golden Bough retrieval in the present situation is not permitted. Success is still within reach.
But... we cannot move at this moment.
It would be best that we rendezvous with Vergilius before discussing our next course of action.
Hah, I see. It's that stupid law of the Great Lake again, huh?
Yes, it is. We have 2 hours remaining.
Wow! Good work, Heathcliff! You're so smart.
You little...
Woah!
A sudden shock shook everyone.
<Let's get outta here first!>
W-what madness is this?!
I observe multiple ships on the horizon, beyond the wall of mist. None of their silhouettes resemble Mephistopheles.
W-what the... Misfire, maybe?
W-wait! Look around!
The water level... it'll be up to our britches any minute!
It was as Heathcliff said. When we first got to this branch, the water level was down there... But now, it had risen high enough that the waves were lapping at the platform we were standing on.
It's high tide. It appears that this Lake's water levels rise and fall depending on the time of day.
They have launched something in our direction.
Brace for impact! Here comes another!
So... not a misfire, then...
Numerous harpoons suddenly riddled the ground we were on.
We were being bombarded with harpoon shots - flung with nary a care whether it hit someone or not.
Agh...
Ryoshu parried a few harpoons away with the back of her sword, but there were simply too many.
It's those Twithook Pirates again, huh... Gotta say, I can respect their tenacity.
Those trash are here only thanks to your very stubborn mercy, Dante.
<…….>
Say not such things... What Manager Esquire did that day was a judgment most noble. 'Twas not an easy decision, forsooth...
Wait! Just use your noggins for once.
They're bound to that Lake, just as we are to this one.
Harpoon us all they want, it's not like them sods can drag their ships toward us. So, in the meanwhile... whassit...
No.
That's... not what the Pirates use harpoons for.
<…….>
<So that's how...>
Ha ha, now ye know why they call us the Twinhooks!
Are ye ready, kids? Who wants to ride the harpoon?!