Traumerei: What did you just say, Gustang? // You are.. going to kill me? You are?
Gustang: Yes.
Traumerei: You are insane. // We promised each other that no matter what happened, we would never harm one another after that day! Are you planning to break our promise, Gustang!?
Bellerir: Shit..!
Endorsi: Damn it..! This is a disaster! How did those two end up here..! I haven't even retrieved my chess piece yet..!
Bellerir: Hell..! This is a mess! But it's fine..! // As long as i have the "king" there's still a chance!
Endorsi: There he is..! He's the one that took my chess piece! // I have to take it back!
Bellerir: You fucking thief! How dare you lay your hands on someone's else belongings!
Endorsi: If i get caught, im dead..! What should i do!? // I need to look for a chance to snatch that chess piece from his pocket..!
Traumerei: Haland. // Lock up that insane guy.
Haland: Yes.
Traumerei: This is a living maze. I prepared something that you like, Gustang. Tens of thousands of ancient shinheuhs are interconnected, forming a maze that cannot be burned all at once. Morever, as much as it burns, it regenerates through the power of my Shinwonryu, making it literally a living infinite maze. // This should be able to hold you for a while. Serves you right. Now you can suffer too. Now then, Gustangs chess piece.. // Im not sure what he was doing this, but it seems like he hasn't escaped yet. I need to take it back, and finish this game.
Gustang: You're always the same. From the moment i saw you getting that high ranker to move with the other Branch Heads, I knew there must be a reason you trust him. So i had already taken measures. You seem to have forgotten that. But I know you very well, Traumerei. You never trust someone who has broken free from your control.
Haland: Aghhh! AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Traumerei: How did this happen.. // What is this!?
Tongue: Shut-in Loser.
Traumerei: Gustang you son of a bitch!
Gustang: After coming this far, you create a maze to trap me? Are you so relutcant to fight me, Traumerei? // Get a grip, my friend. We're done playing our little games. One of us, is dying here.