
Led by the memories playing throughout the Golden Spire, Aurelia found a passage where an ornate wall used to stand. It looks like the core of the Golden Spire. As she near, another memory begins to play.


"Sarah, I leave everything in your hands then." Ingram walks down the corridor, a crystal staff in hand.

"After all this trouble, it would still take another three thousand years for this even crazier to work? Perhaps sundering the world was the better plan after all."

"At this point, one can only hope, Kassandra."

"I am sure it will, Kassandra." Ingram vanished in a flash of light as she walks toward the core, leaving behind only her crystal staff.

"Lunatic Pandora online." The Golden Spire hums to life.
"Lunatic Pandora online, as promised."
An flickered behind Aurelia.