Wide-eyed, Diligence stared at Vale's form.
"Yes, a threat."
Vale clicked his tongue.
"Come full circle back to being fate's bitch, have you?"
Diligence chuckled.
"You really should learn to respect wielders of fate."
"Since when do lust and respect go together?"
"Ah, you're right. I made an error by thinking you had unlocked civility."
After Diligence said that, the grating pain in his chest tightened; she seemed to have forcefully intensified the effect she had on Lust.
As Vale reeled from the slight shock, Diligence began rattling off her 'prophecy.'
"Three choices lie before you in your confrontation with Envy. Take the fight to her and you will lose three you cherish greatly. Let her come to you and you will lose five of slightly lesser importance; however…"
Diligence's eyes looked over toward Ximena.
"Use that sword to free me and you'll lose nobody to Envy."
Clutching his chest, Vale grimaced, then spat out:
"So, finally admitting it would free you?"
