*Fenrir, having lost to Locust on the fields of battle in competition for the crystal, is in Hell, doomed to fight that war single-handed for eternity, and doomed to always fail at the most crucial moment. Suddenly, a new inspiration and purpose enters his mind, and his old gear and weaponry is restored to him. He begins to move across the battlefield, determined to do but one thing, [b][i][u]escape[/u][/i][/b].*[spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]