I step out into my room again, panting in my haste, no time to wonder why the fire brought me here and not directly to the chapel. Perhaps I should fear I've twice now ridden the flame without a destination in mind, but my connection to the blaze inside me is stronger than ever and in it I now fully trust.

But I will trust in no other, at least of my kind, not until I speak to Gaia myself.

It's late, late enough I have the halls of the sanctuary to myself as I rush down ...