"Rest assured, those who disappeared have thoroughly ceased to exist in this world, and the remaining people won't remember them, so they will never learn a lesson."
"Your kind are like moths to the flame, incessantly throwing themselves at Charles, and now Charles is that lethal fire, consuming everything completely."
Upon hearing Anna's words, the tone of 1189-1 became extremely urgent.
"Anna, think about it, by doing this, the benefits you gain are minimal. I was wrong, we were truly wrong. Just stop now, and we are willing to forever submit to you, willing to be your slaves and serve you!"
"Do you see the Floating Island below us? It's a movable giant fortress. Just spare us, and it will belong to you as well!"
1189-1 meekly begged to be spared, none of its previous arrogance was present—it was truly frightened, its race's ability was severely countered by Anna's Memory.
