Be it a remnant of the grimoire or a piece of her subconscious that won’t let her break free or hold any hope, Philomela is pulled out of the dreamscape and back into her grandmother’s office. Chise, Lucy, and Isaac are also there, but still unconscious. Still driven by that “dark side” of herself, she heads to the site of Lizbeth’s ritual, in hopes she’ll be reunited with her parents and make all of this torment worth it.
Meanwhile, I don’t know if Elias always knew something was not quite right about Alcyone, or only figured it out now, but now he’s decided to do something about it. He takes hold of her and finds that there’s a twisted metal core within her, placed there by Lizbeth to repurpose her. Elias destroys the metal core, revealing a core of blue light. Perhaps this core contains all of the memories of Philomela’s childhood.
As Lizbeth prepares to commence the ritual to resurrect her son, we get a little bit of her backstory, and it’s what you’d expect. As the heir to her family, Lizbeth was tasked with bearing her own heir, but her womb was lacking. At some point she must have found away around that, since Adam was born though his father isn’t revealed.
Lizbeth found herself simultaneously captivated by Adam’s cuteness and repulsed by his weakness, but he eventually grew bigger and stronger; a worthy heir. Then he took his “test subject” and ran away, a betrayal Lizbeth could not have predicted. Just as she was deemed inferior in her youth, she always saw Philomela as inferior to Adam.
While it’s good to get some context into what makes Lizbeth tick, I didn’t gain a single iota of empathy for her. Philomela was totally innocent, and yet Lizbeth treated her as someone who had wronged her; treated her like fuckin’ dirt. Frankly Lizbeth deserves to die screaming for her years of abuse and cruelty. Fingers crossed!
Chise, Lucy, and Isaac come to, and as Chise can still detect the scent of Mela’s soul, she leads the way, knowing the other two aren’t going to turn back now for safety. They rush to Philomela not a moment too soon, as she learns that Lizbeth only raised her as a vessel for the magical power sufficient to bring back her son.
Mela herself is no more than a sacrifice; Lizbeth will take all the magic she amassed and there will be nothing left. At first Lizbeth does as she’s told, but then pulls back and hesitates. At this point, Lizbeth drops all pretense and calls for her guards to force her into the magic circle for the ritual.
Philomela lies there as her magic is drained and her skin begins to crack like porcelain, utterly resigned to her fate because “she has no one.” But she’s proven wrong when a someone—three someones—arrive in the nick of time. Chise, Lucy, and Isaac, flanked by Elias and Ruth, have come to rescue her.
This doesn’t matter to Lizbeth; she says that the ritual that has started cannot be stopped. But that’s only if Philomela herself lets it continue. Chise tells her that if she wishes, she can stop it right here and now. She, Isaac, and Lucy encourage her to finish what was started in the dreamscape, and she does, shouting as loud as we’ve ever heard her to “HELP ME!”
Chise tries to rush the eldritch deity Lizbeth summoned, but Elias holds her back, saying there’s a better way. She employs the tool Isaac brought, changing its form into a weapon suitable for destroying the ritual. A sword or staff isn’t quite right, so Chise conjures a freakin’ warhammer, which she brings down upon the magic circle and smashes it to bits. I might have startled my neighbors cheering this action!
With the ritual cancelled, Chise hurries to Philomela, who gets up and meets her halfway, and drapes a dress cloak over her. Chise takes Philomela’s ruined, blackened hands into her own and holds her tight, communicating without words that everything is going to be alright now.
Philomela, bless her, only now just realize what she’s wanted more than anything is for someone to help her. After a lifetime of failing to ask, Philomela has finally done it, and learned that she does not have to live her life in darkness and hopelessness. She has people who aren’t just using her, who actually care about her, and will help any and every time she asks.
No doubt Lizbeth will launch some kind of counterattack, but I’m not concerned. She’s already lost. Her bitterness and resentment, and years of physical and psychological torture have amounted to nothing. She has no chance against Chise’s love and kindness. Just as I have no chance resisting a Chise x Philomela ship. Look how goddamn adorable these two look in the Postcard Memory that ends the episode!