Summary
The prince provokes his elder brother Emile into giving chase and manages to lure the cocky prince away from his troops.
Dialogue
Imperial Soldier: Gya! We lost those slippery rebels again! Where'd they go? One second they're darting between the trees, and the next, they're gone!
Imperial Soldier: Keep searching! They gotta be close.
Luca: Ugh, don't they ever give up? Still, at least we've bought some time. Let's just hope Sarisse and the others do their part.
Sarisse: Ready, sylvans? Let's show those imperial dogs what they get for destroying our village!
Sylvan: Aim...aaanddd... LOOSE!
Imperial Soldier: It's a sylvan raid! Battle positions!
Emile: Wha?! No! Stay here, you fools! How dare you leave me undefended when there are arrows flying through the air!
Imperial Soldier: But, sire, if we don't go on the offensive, they'll overrun us.
Emile: Idiot! ...Fine. Fight your damn battle, then, but I'm not staying here to die! Any man who stands in my way gets a sword through his guts. Now MOVE!
Sarisse: What a useless excuse for a prince... Fall back, everyone! Keep your distance! All of this is for nothing if we get caught!
Emile: Ha! Let them struggle. So long as we keep throwing soldiers at them, it's only a matter of time before they are annihilated.
???: Emile, the sylvans are more clever than you realize. Do you see that formation? You must exercise prudence.
Emile: How dare you howl orders at me?! You may be one of the Six Greatwyrms, Mercury, but you'll never be so great as I. You are bound to me by our pact, Waterwyrm, and you shall do as I say.
Waterwyrm: I seek only to remind you of the stakes. Your younger brother commands a dragon now. If you send your troops against him yet hold back yourself, they may all perish. This situation demands force. Show your men you have the makings of a ruler, and they will remember it forever.
Emile: Yes... This is indeed the perfect chance for a show of force! Come with me, then! The hunt begins!
Euden: If it's a fight you want, Emile, I'm happy to give it to you.
Emile: Wha?! Euden?! You're a stain upon our family, traitor! I can't believe you dare show your face.
Euden: And you have forgotten your pride as a royal and instead bring suffering to innocents everywhere. So which of us is the true traitor here?
Emile: Ha! What drivel. I am merely doing the bidding of our father...YOUR emperor. I am completely in the right!
Elisanne: An empire of torment is no empire at all. You'll rule over nothing but bone and ash. How can you not see that?
Emile: Hold your tongue, or I'll part you from it!
Ranzal: Let's see ya try, dog.
Emile: It seems you and your group of boors are quite eager for punishment. Very well! I'll send you straight to hell, where you can lament your complete lack of manners!
Notte: Uh, guys? I think we've made him angry enough.
Elisanne: Good. Because every word of it is true. I'd even like to say a few more things...
Cleo: He's certain to follow us now. Let's get to the location we talked about.
Emile: Ha ha ha! Yes! Run, cowards! I'll bring you to bay regardless!
Euden: (He's taken the bait. Now we just have to lead him to a spot where we have a fighting chance...)