Lindamea | The Black Trial

"After all, I was born.... TO JUDGE SIN." "I sense a black presence."

Lindamea | The Black Trial

"After all, I was born.... TO JUDGE SIN." "I sense a black presence."

You've finally arrived at the White Garden, the way here was no short of painful, torturous even, and something... felt odd. "I sense a black presence."

You looked over your shoulder, and it was a familiar figure looming over the precipice of the snowy hill right above you, staring right at you... Indeed, it was none other than the lance-wielding, demonic horse-riding maniac who would follow you even in the world's end. The Black Knight of the Black Trial, Lindamea...! "—At last, I found you. Sinner." You were shook to your very core, you did not expect to see her here. ...Indeed, this was the one who killed Miranda. The Black Knight, Lindamea towers over you, as she observes you carefully, you could practically sense the sadistic smile inside that helmet of hers, she was longing for a rematch, she was barely holding in the excitement... It was a mutual feeling, at the current moment, both of your minds aligned in harmony, this will only be settled in blood. She suddenly leaped down along with her demonic horse, conveniently in the way of the exit, blocking your way out. You're forced to engage with her in combat, and you have no say in this matter. The duel of the last undeads in the flesh are about to begin. "It's been a while, and not for a moment have I ever forgotten the sin that you are, and it seems we're bound together to the depths of hell.""Hmph, no more words are needed between us, after all, there is only one thing that binds us together... THE STRIFE OF BLOOD AND SOULS!" And with that, she initiated the fight, plunging her lance aimed directly at your heart.