Everyone was in low spirits after having made yet another critical mistake. Then the prince spoke up, suggesting that everyone stay together this night so everybody would be able to keep an eye on one another. The idea seemed favorable to the others and they agreed, if only to alleviate some of the stress they'd built up.

They all retreated to the prince's room, which was quite large and extravagant and could easily hold five people. But the atmosphere was oppressive and filled with suspicion and nobody could bring themselves to say anything. Before, finally, the black-haired princess spoke up.

"It was you, wasn't it?" she said, pointing at the girl in male clothing with an eerie smile on her face. The accused seemed dumbfounded at those words, after all it was her sister who was just lynched. She had lost so much and yet now she was accused of being the culprit? But as she looked around, she saw that the princess was not the only one who looked at her suspiciously. Everyone looked at her suspiciously. And then it happened.

All of a sudden, she felt a sharp pain. She looked down and saw that a blade had pierced her body and was sticking out of her chest. Unable to even scream, she fell to the ground as the one behind her kicked her over with a smile on his face. It was the prince.

"There, now the culprit is taken care of, right?" he said. Then he laughed. And the princess laughed as well. Meanwhile the clown looked at them both with an annoyed expression on his face and the old man beside him looked terrified. "How foolish of these siblings, thinking they were fit to be leaders just because they are royalty. A true leader knows how to get the people's support! The only people here fit to be leaders are myself and Princess Garnet..." The prince pointed his blade at the clown and old man and continued his speech with a disappointed expression, "...but none of you acknowledged that fact."

And then everything ended. Cosmos was in tears, she could not bear to look at her warriors suffer like that anymore. But she couldn't give up. She couldn't let that be the end of it. She had lost the battle, but not yet lost the war. When a game is over, all that is left is to admit you've lost, learn from your mistakes, and do better next time. Surely, next time, she would not lose to Chaos' schemes. She still believed in her warriors.

Chaos laughed. It seemed he did not expect Cosmos to give up that easily anyways. But he was content. Cosmos had surely realized that her naiveté had been a mistake. Perhaps he would be able to enjoy some more challenging battles before finally crushing her in the end.

Aerith's Knight is dead, he was Faris, Cosmos-aligned Royal Pirate.

The number of Chaos-aligned players is equal to the number of Cosmos-aligned players.

The Chaos side is victorious!

The records of truth will be posted later.