With the four girls defeated, the dark coterie reappears, praising you and laughing malevolently. They waste no time in gloating over their bound bodies. "And to think, you were defeated by one of your own." The girls look confused, but you waste no attention on the explanation, as the shorter of the five gestures for you to attend, sending you off on a mission of terror.

When you return, the girls are gone, taken away and possibly transformed as well by your owners. It matters little to you, as they keep you busy over the following months and years, though precious few encounters require one of your skill and ability.

Now wholly a minion of the five, no longer held by compulsions, exploring your 'home' one day after a mission you find the girls again - in a trophy room of sorts. Each is encased in solid crystal, completely immobile, but held in suspended animation, not dead, lest they once again be reborn. Almost you are tempted to break them free, just to have a fight that would be even remotely a challenge, but you decide against it, knowing that such an action would bring down the disfavour of the five upon you.

From that time forth, you spend a little of every day that you are able in the the trophy room, staring at the girls and wishing you could fight such as them again. You are particularily drawn to the one in silver and white, feeling almost a tug of something more than recognition. But never once do you do anything contrary to the goals and desires of the five, and as such, the four remain trophies of the five forever, just as you remain the servant of the five forever.