(The woman's soul is silent, her head hung low.)
(Her stare seems directed at the carcass of a White Sinsye, sprawled on the ground where it fell.)
d...I can't take back the grief that has long flown past.
But neither can I help the countless people who are suffering because of the choice I made...
I had no choice but to offer my soul to the sacred beast, White Sinsye. That was a decision I was compelled to make.
Thank you... for stopping the torture, after all this time...