Garland stood on the observatory platform, continuing the monitor the glow of the planet, despite the arrival of the others. No fear of a back attack entered his mind, as he had been tracking this group's movements long before they opened the portal. Not even Mikoto's flat greeting drew his attention from his vigil.

Satisfied at last with the progress, he turned, black cape fluttering as he did. "Well done, Mikoto." Step by step, with measured care, he descended the stairs. "Are you now ready to take your place, to fulfill the purpose for which you were created?"