Zhao Si and the others discussed the future, including Malenia's rebirth.
Meanwhile, news of Godwyn's "resurrection" spread throughout the Lands Between.
Radahn had lost.
The Starscourge, once considered incomparably mighty, had suffered a crushing defeat.
Radahn recuperated in Caria, seething with anger and thoroughly irritable. In the end, Rykard had to come over from the volcano to share a few drinks with his brother and discuss how to deal with Godwyn.
"I never imagined we'd actually be fooled by Godwyn and Miquella." Rykard, who considered himself exceptionally clever, was rather dejected too.
He had thought the plan flawless, only to suffer losses on every front.
Not only had he exposed himself before Maliketh, the Black Blade, he had even lost Destined Death.
He had not even managed to make the tool for restraining Maliketh.
At that thought, Rykard shuddered. "What do we do if Maliketh recovers and comes after us?"
"Hmm. For now, we can only hope Miquella can't undo Ranni's potion." Radahn stroked his chin. "I can't say I could stop Maliketh either."
"Yes, why does Marika have so many powerful people around her? I can't even figure out just what her background is anymore. Our own forces seem far too weak by comparison." Rykard stroked his beard. "Perhaps we should recruit some more capable fighters."
"What capable fighters?" Radahn frowned slightly.
"Tarnished," Rykard said.
"Tarnished? They're everywhere now." Radahn lowered his head, thinking his brother was talking nonsense.
"No, no, I mean the very first batch of Tarnished," Rykard explained. "There might be someone among them capable of taking on Maliketh. As things stand, according to my friend Bernahl, the Two Fingers have vanished."
"The Two Fingers have vanished?" Radahn evidently had gaps in his intelligence.
"Yes, the Two Fingers who managed the Tarnished at Roundtable Hold in