<I have parted ways with Artania Ashrim. Her blade, wisdom and guidance will pass to a new partner should I not return from the battle with Althedeus. That is, assuming any of us survive it, or what may follow.>

Gasps and murmurs of disbelief pass through the assembled crowd. Older, more seasoned folk simply nod. But all..current and past Ashrim, living and spirit guides, snap to attention and salute. The stakes are clear now, and one of their own is going to help determine the outcome. When they relax their stance, two figures..her parents..bow their heads sadly, but with pride. And one other steps forward to give a personal salute.

<You have served well, Ichiko. May we meet again and dive into new adventures when this all has passed.>

<Thank you, Artania. Let us all hope that will be what comes to pass.>

Mentor Spirit and living associate embrace for a minute, before Ichiko taps her symbol of Niima, withdrawing from the psychic gathering and returning her focus to the physical world. But as she does, the call of a dolphin echoes in both realms.