His jaw clenches. As painful as it is, it is an unsurprising thing to hear. After all, Emet-Selch himself had set up the means to lay their final unsundered member to rest. That the Warrior of Light had proven strong enough to make use of it meant that, perhaps, maybe, he could entrust the future of their star to them.

That doesn't mean it isn't frustrating to accept the loss. Amaurot would fade ere long, and with it the last of his people's memories.

"As the centuries passed, Elidibus forgot more and more of himself. He came to embody the will with which we imbued Zodiark - that of our people's salvation and their hope for a restored world. Left to himself, he would have lost what little humanity he retained." He takes a deep breath here and lets it out unsteadily. "I think you can imagine the destruction an unchecked primal could wreak upon the land. Elidibus... Elidibus could no longer remain impartial to our star's fate."