Pakunoda stands with a revolver pressed to her own temple, her expression calm and resolute as she speaks. 'IN RETURN ... YES, PER-FECTLY.' On the right, Phinks glares and points accusingly, his voice sharp. 'YOU KNOW WHAT'LL HAPPEN, DEPENDING ON YOUR ANSWER?' Franklin watches silently from the shadows while a small figure lingers behind him. Close-ups follow: an intense eye, Phinks turning with motion lines, and Machi’s bandaged face half-hidden. The Troupe members are introduced one by one in a row of panels. Franklin, Shalnark, Nobunaga, Machi, Phinks, and Feitan each appear with their names called out. Pakunoda lowers the gun in the large bottom panel, holding it forward as she asks the group, 'ENOUGH TO ACCEPT WHAT I'M SENDING YOU?' and 'DO YOU TRUST ME...' Sweat trails down her face while the revolver points directly outward.