[Venat's eyes sharpen, as if a faint edge had come to their luminescence.]

Our magics were corrupted by the force behind the Final Days -- and our magic, creation magic, was more powerful than you can readily comprehend. Our spells became warped, our conjurations catastrophic, and even those who tried to do nothing found themselves bringing nightmares into physical form. I do not agree with the summoning of Zodiark, but not for a second shall I permit a word spoken against those who chose that path. They chose an expedient path over a terrifying, lethal, uncertain one, but how many could truly do otherwise?