Up next is Paulette, the mathematical athlete dragoon.
And she's just staring out the window.
And as usual, she greets me once she detects my presence.
"Good evening, Benoit."
"G' evening to you too."
"In recent days, I've been staring at the sky more often."
"This has something to do with tomorrow's battle, right?"
"Yes. In the remote possibility that we all lose, I can see the sky going unusually dark, with no sun rays nor the moonlight going through that darkness. And thus, my domination of the skies… will unfortunately come to an end."
"Yeah, it'll be hard for someone like you to rout out enemies if the environment you specialize in is tainted. But I'm telling you this, as the de facto leader of the Twilight Warriors. We can eliminate that remote possibility by giving our best, no matter what the odds."