"I suppose... that all I can say is that, apparently, forcing someone in such a state to recall important memories can break them out of that condition. I can not say it for certain, myself, but if you are indeed that powerful, then that is the only course of action the rest of us would have." Adelheid gritted his teeth, looking at his palms in something like frustration. He had spent his entire life looking for that kind of power, power enough to free himself from his destiny... and now he wouldn't even be able to get near to it.

After a moment, he quietly added, "Sadly, I know what it's like, to face someone with that level of undeniable power. I thank you for being so honest; I wish only that there was some way of release this seal on our power without succumbing to the control of Doctor Landel. Being able to level this place would make exploring easy, wouldn't you say?"

Despite his light words, though, Adelheid's envy and frustration were both building. They could heal, and they could utilize more power than even he could. That child-like part of him wanted to say that it wasn't fair, that the price they paid meant nothing in the face of what they could do, the life that they could enjoy... and he found his gaze drifting to the tattoos on Renji's forehead, suddenly wondering about them. They seemed normal enough, but thus far, Adelheid had been handily defeated by two individuals with strange markings on their bodies. Wouldn't it be ironic if there was another in this place?