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--Here. --Thanks.

I'm just so thirsty...

That's the last of the uncontaminated stuff.

How long do we have to keep living like this?

Until we find our paradise, I guess.

One with a warm bed and a shower?

You know, I wonder what I'd do in such a place...

Maybe be someone's wife?

Briareos? Where are you?

Briareos!

A dead end?!

What's her condition?

She's stable for now.

But I can't believe this would happen...

--Oh, you're conscious. --Are you okay, Deunan?

Briareos...

--What's wrong?! --Do you feel ill?

I-I'm thirsty...

We're placing that squad member in confinement!

What?! What for?!

I'm not obligated to explain!

Move aside!

What are you doing?! Stop, Deunan!

Hey! Wait!

Just step aside!

Wait, Deunan!

Why did I do that...?!

Oh... What is this thirst?!

And this mark...

Halt or I'll shoot!

That's right... The lights suddenly went out then, too...

--Hit the floor if you don't wanna die! --It's no use.

They're too freaked out.

Liesse! Handle things here until backup arrives!

Let's go, Deunan.

--All right, this way! --Wait!

--What was that?! --That's what I'd like to know.

Our comrades suddenly started attacking us!

Comrades?

That's right...

That's how I got this bite mark...!

What in the world happened?

And these corridors are almost like a labyrinth...

Where am I?

Just stay calm and it'll all come back to you...

They really do seem like vampire bites...

Combat bioroids are apparently to blame,

but you just know the tabloids are going to have a field day with this.

Oh, that's right. This place belongs to the Erisian embassy...

Erisian VIPs were being assassinated one after another,

so all the remaining VIPs were brought to an embassy-owned facility

and we were placed under their command to help with security.

These guys dabbled in genocide and ethnic cleansing

during the Erisian civil war.

Amid Eris' political unrest, they found themselves constant terrorist targets

and wound up fleeing to Olympus.

We're bodyguards for war criminals?

Feeling' reluctant?

That's what's tough about being world policemen.

Even Lance was griping about it.

Lance was?

All right! Everyone in position!

Deunan.

Deunan!

Bastard said it'd be an honorable mission, protecting some heroes.

War criminals are called heroes if they win, huh...

The reality is that there's a need for humans

who won't hesitate to trust their own sense of justice

when faced with more than one cause.

I can't believe we have to support such people...

Hey, Deunan.

How beautiful it is...

A rainbow between the still faintly bright sky and the darkened horizon...

Yeah... I've never seen anything like it before...

I had always thought paradise only existed in myths,

but seeing this rainbow makes me believe there might really be

an utterly beautiful paradise out there where all can have happiness...

Utterly beautiful, where all can have happiness...

A rainbow, huh...

A poet long ago once likened them

to bridges spanning the gap between light and darkness.

If we could cross them, maybe they'd take us to places we could only dream of...

Do they even realize they're under guard?

Whether they do or not has no bearing on our job.

Even if they are Minotaurs.

What?

Rumor has it they actually used the local people's blood

as an energy substitute for their combat bioroids.

Their blood?!

Just like how the Minotaur preyed on living sacrifices in his labyrinth.

Is that why they're being assassinated like this?

It's meant to say that now it's their turn to be sacrificed.

--Hey. --Sorry, sorry.

It's the dead of night... When the spirits began to roam...

That's right... After that... I was bitten on the neck...

...and then I bit Deia too...

It's blood...

This maddening thirst

is driving me to attack people and drink their blood!

What? My vision is...!

Magus!

Is this reality? Or am I hallucinating?

There, there. You're safe now.

Y-You're...

Did you save me?

It's only a matter of time until they notice us.

Am I... going to end up like them too?

Are you afraid?

I'm afraid of myself...

I hurt Deia, my own friend...

It takes heart to feel like you've hurt someone or been hurt yourself.

Perhaps you'd be more comfortable

abandoning your heart and becoming like them.

That's not a very funny joke.

They're almost like the evil spirits I see in my nightmares...

Evil spirits...

That's a good way of putting it...

They turned my paradise into hell.

And now they will...