Dimitry's head was ready to explode any second now. He had taken on too much burden for an average person to bear. So, it was apparent why his body had begun to struggle and be at odds with him.
Just when he decided that the best course of action would be to stand back, someone clutched his clothes and tugged at them.
"W-We need to do something, or it will be too late. She is coming! She is coming to devour us all. We need to save our lives and this world."
Lady Aerith had gone made a long time ago, but Dimitry had never wanted to believe those words.
In his eyes, Aerith looked more like a lost child than someone who had lost their mind and had no hope of recovery.
But for the first time, he saw her in a fit of insanity, and he had to admit that it did look as if she had lost her mind.
She clutched at his clothes and tugged them down. Dimitry tried to break her hold on his clothes, but it seemed impossible.
