LIZ: Hey, you there! Are you hurt?

OPHELIA: No, I'm just fine. And even if I were hurt, a true maiden like myself would not show weakness so easily.

OPHELIA: ...!! Hey, wait!

LIZ: W-what?

OPHELIA: This is incredible! You're emitting the aura of the Chosen Ones at full blast!

OPHELIA: It's like uh... "shing"! and then "baaang"! You get what I'm saying?

LIZ: Like "shing", and then "baaang"?

OPHELIA: Yep!

LIZ: ... Ahaha. You're a funny girl! I like the way you talk!

OPHELIA: ! And you even understand my own words... you're just getting more astounding by the minute.

OPHELIA: Nnngh... this stings a little... But, I won't admit defeat just yet.

OPHELIA: After all, I've still got this weird mark that brands the Chosen...!

LIZ: What mark? Did you hit yourself on something?

OPHELIA: ...

OPHELIA: Uh, it's nothing. Don't worry about me.

OPHELIA: ....What is this feeling...?

OPHELIA: I just feel like it would be a bad idea to reveal my mark here...

LIZ: ...? Well, good for you if there's nothing wrong... but if anything hurts, just let me know.

LIZ: I'm Liz! And what's your name?

OPHELIA: I am Ophelia of the Twilight.

LIZ: Ophelia...? That's a wonderful name!

LIZ: I think we'll get along. Glad to be friends with you, Ophelia!

OPHELIA: Friends...?

LIZ: Yep, friends! Or maybe it's too early to be saying that when we've just met?

OPHELIA: No, I'm glad too! I get the feeling you're someone special.

OPHELIA: But, we're still in combat. Talking too much could put us in danger.

LIZ: Oh, right! Sorry, Ophelia. See you later!

(alone)

OPHELIA: ...

OPHELIA: Heh heh... there are people like the chosen in the Outrealms, too...