Gregory IV tasted the flavor of complete defeat for the second time.
There was no reason or excuse, no room for argument or rebuttal, not even the strength in their cries and wails—such total defeat.
In fact, when the Holy City collapsed under the rainbow light of the "Third Impact," he should have recognized that neither he nor humanity could possibly be enemies of a monster that could even determine the existence and definitions of material forms and natural laws. Raising a banner of revolt against a disaster more severe than earthquakes or tsunamis couldn't even be called recklessness; to say it was suicidal would seem profoundly desolate.