Two men stood face-to-face in the abyss of nightmares.
"I never thought you'd go out of your way to come here. You must really like what's here."
Kaim answered Cyrus's sarcasm without any expression.
"Yes, I can't deny it. You like things, after all. Of course, you're probably the one who retreated into a place like this."
"That mouth of yours hasn't changed."
Cyrus stared coldly at Kaim as he wound his red scarf around himself.
"Why did you come here? Even if you're here, you can't do anything. You don't even have Cresselia's power. What can you do?"
"What can I do? I'd like to know that myself."
Cyrus narrowed his eyes at Kaim, who spoke without expression. Even now, when he existed only as a consciousness, it was clear that he was more seasoned than at their last meeting. It was hard to imagine that they had reached this point without doing anything. Moreover, Kaim was Cynthia's partner, so Cyrus had no doubt that he had come to interfere.
"I don't think so, but I didn't come here without thinking it through."
"That's right. I have an idea."
"What's your objective?"
"Simply put, to free the people trapped in nightmares."
At those words, a mocking smile curled Cyrus's lips.
"You mean you can dispel a nightmare that even Cresselia's power can't drive away?"
Are you sure you understand? I suppose you do.
Since he was at the very bottom of the nightmare, his friend Cyrus also understood the state of Darkrai's nightmare. He also knew that the people trapped in nightmares had broken free and were floating between Cresselia's and Darkrai's powers.
"All right, I know what I can do now. There's no need to be so cautious."
"There's no reason to tell you not to panic. Very