Hey, over here! Hee hee...I have a mission for you, so listen to me carefully.

Get some Conchshell Lobnite Meat right now and take it to Coli.

We're running really low on supplies!

There isn't time to attend to other things.

Hurry and go get them now!

Player: Accept.

What brings you here?

Was there something I asked you to do, Player?

Player: Hand over the Red Desert Lobnite's Meat.

Isn't this Conchshell Lobnite Meat?

But we don't need more of this at the moment.

If we have too much stored up, the excess will rot and go to waste.

Who made you waste time like this, when we're so busy and short-handed...?

Player: End dialog.

What is it? There are supplies left over?

No, no, you did well. Don't worry about Coli...

That reminds me... It's time again. Hee hee...

There's someone who has a special favor to ask of you.

I'll tell you where to find him, so you'd better go and see what it's about.

Player: End dialog.

That was close.

It appears that there are men in the Support Corps whose minds are under Beritra's domination.

We'd better tighten the internal security to prevent recurrence.

Beritra must be attacking us so that we would collapse from the inside.

But we can't let ourselves be defeated by such trickery when we've come this far, can we?