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Zack watches in awe as his harp-playing, on-and-off travel partner transforms from a masked person into Princess Aerith, whom he remembers from his original time as a child.
Aerith, now wielding a staff, stares down their shared fated enemy before turning to Zack with a pleading expression. “I’m sorry I had to deceive you all this time, Zack, but it was the only way to help you without being detected.”