[Success-- Sampo has half of Gepard's sandwich, and he got a cute little laugh out of him. Everything's coming up Sampo today.]
Don't you think I'm good at impressions, Gepard? Tough crowd! [Is he good? Is he being intentionally bad? Who knows.] But the fight, well. I wasn't right in the thick of it, the Nameless didn't need my help for this one! I was just keeping an eye on things, in case they needed more reinforcements.
[It would've been pretty early in the game to reveal everything about himself-- his true strength and whatnot-- but he also couldn't have just stood around and let everything fall apart so early.]
Thankfully, they didn't need me! [He picks up the half of his crystal lizard sandwich and takes a bite; the taste has a certain nostalgic familiarity. A little gamier than chicken, with a little bit of an aftertaste that's kind of... mineral? Ah, for as much as he would complain about Belobogian cuisine being fully of dairy and rye, he did miss it a little.] That's tasty. Have you had this before?
Ah, I'm getting sidetracked. The fight! [Yeah, Sampo, the thing you're supposed to be talking about.] Phantylia was really a handful, especially with that body she got from the Ambrosial Arbor. Her goal wasn't really to kill the Nameless or Jing Yuan, though I imagine that she would've if push came to shove. She wanted to destroy the Xianzhou, and what better way to do that than by corrupting one of their beloved Generals?
[He lays it out for Gepard-- Phantylia capturing Jing Yuan, trying to corrupt him into becoming a powerful pawn in the army of the Antimatter Legion through a mental link similar to how she'd possessed Tingyun. How a strike from Dan Heng's lance had grievously injured the General, but also severed the connection that she had with him and disrupted her control over the Ambrosial Arbor body, leaving her as a disembodied, insubstantial heliobus.]
She ran off, after that! Back to the Legion, to start making her next plans. She's not the type to give up easily, you know?
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Don't you think I'm good at impressions, Gepard? Tough crowd! [Is he good? Is he being intentionally bad? Who knows.] But the fight, well. I wasn't right in the thick of it, the Nameless didn't need my help for this one! I was just keeping an eye on things, in case they needed more reinforcements.
[It would've been pretty early in the game to reveal everything about himself-- his true strength and whatnot-- but he also couldn't have just stood around and let everything fall apart so early.]
Thankfully, they didn't need me! [He picks up the half of his crystal lizard sandwich and takes a bite; the taste has a certain nostalgic familiarity. A little gamier than chicken, with a little bit of an aftertaste that's kind of... mineral? Ah, for as much as he would complain about Belobogian cuisine being fully of dairy and rye, he did miss it a little.] That's tasty. Have you had this before?
Ah, I'm getting sidetracked. The fight! [Yeah, Sampo, the thing you're supposed to be talking about.] Phantylia was really a handful, especially with that body she got from the Ambrosial Arbor. Her goal wasn't really to kill the Nameless or Jing Yuan, though I imagine that she would've if push came to shove. She wanted to destroy the Xianzhou, and what better way to do that than by corrupting one of their beloved Generals?
[He lays it out for Gepard-- Phantylia capturing Jing Yuan, trying to corrupt him into becoming a powerful pawn in the army of the Antimatter Legion through a mental link similar to how she'd possessed Tingyun. How a strike from Dan Heng's lance had grievously injured the General, but also severed the connection that she had with him and disrupted her control over the Ambrosial Arbor body, leaving her as a disembodied, insubstantial heliobus.]
She ran off, after that! Back to the Legion, to start making her next plans. She's not the type to give up easily, you know?