1. 00:01 - 00:05 .. So this fragile flesh has run its course. No matter.
  2. 00:10 - 00:11 .. Dimitri!
  3. 00:11 - 00:12 .. Go!
  4. 00:21 - 00:23 .. Uncle, no...
  5. 00:24 - 00:26 .. You cursed beasts will never defeat us.
  6. 00:35 - 00:37 .. You're wrong.
  7. 00:37 - 00:38 .. Not another step, you fool.
  8. 00:39 - 00:40 .. This ends here!
  9. 00:59 - 01:00 .. Guess it's over.
  10. 01:02 - 01:03 .. Yes.
  11. 01:10 - 01:10 ..
  12. 01:13 - 01:14 .. Dee?
  13. 01:24 - 01:25 .. Let's go.
  14. 01:57 - 02:00 .. It seems the dawn is nearly upon us.
  15. 02:00 - 02:01 .. About time, too.
  16. 02:03 - 02:05 .. So, my friend...shall we?
  17. 02:06 - 02:07 .. Right. There's much to be done.
link It is now 1183, Great Tree Moon. The Holy Kingdom of Faerghus, beside the Leicester Alliance and the Church of Seiros, emerged victorious against the forces of Adrestia. volume_up
link With the loss of Regent Aegir and many of its leading strategists, the Empire has been forced back on all fronts, radically transforming the power structure throughout Fódlan. volume_up
link In pursuit of their ideals, the young leaders press ever southward to crush the Empire for good. None know what tomorrow this war may bring, nor what future awaits Fódlan... volume_up