The journey to the city of Saga spanned fifteen grueling days. As their chariots rattled along the uneven roads, Joseph found himself distracted, his thoughts tethered to the image of Lyra during their last battle. The memory of her "All-Seeing Eye of the Almighty" glimmering with unrestrained power haunted him, but what gnawed at him most was her chant—I summon the ancestral powers of the marine dimension… Marine Spirit. The words felt unsettlingly familiar, as if they were echoes of something buried deep within him or a shared memory from one of his variants across the multiverse.
Joseph’s gaze lingered on Lyra, his mind swirling with questions. Her calm, unreadable demeanor did nothing to soothe his restlessness. Lyra, sensing his prolonged stare, eventually brought her horse to an abrupt stop. The group froze in response, their unease growing as Yoshi moved his chariot alongside her.