Rif: Come on! Chin up, we’ve got a lot of training to do!
-Hey, Killfith, maybe it’s just me, but it seems like your mood got a lot worse.
Killfith: Tch! How can I be in a good mood when that woman is selling Murno off as a maid? Who could rely on a woman like that!
Rif: You know… to be honest, I really don’t get it all that much, but I was wondering…
-What is a ‘maid?’ Is it something cool?
Killfith: … Yet another person that can’t be relied on.
//Rif’s confusion makes a bit more sense in Japanese, where they're actually using the English word for maid (メイド) rather than a Japanese word. But it’s still a bit of a "…seriously?" moment.//
(Rif steps out of the house)
Rif: This seems familiar…
Killfith: Make sure you didn’t drop your hammer this time.
Zakk: Tha—that won’t a problem!
Rif: What are you doing around here today?
Zakk: I was training in Manig Mine! I want to be just as strong as Lemmy as soon as possible!
Rif: Didn’t he lose to us?
Zakk: You only won that time because he wasn’t feeling well!
-Anyway, his fever’s gone down, so you’ll definitely lose next time!
Rif: (smirking) Is that right? If we get another match…
-… Oh, who cares. I’m just glad to hear that the medicine worked.
Zakk: Well, I was only able to pull it off thanks to your he—
-I mean, that’s not what I meant!
Rif: Of course.
Zakk: Anyway, now that he’s healthy again, he’s gone to beat up this amazing Stray.
Rif: An ‘amazing’ Stray? What do you mean?
Zakk: While I was headed towards the town, this enormous monster appeared in the road. So, Lemmy went to help take it down.
Rif: If he’s going, maybe we should also…
Zakk: Don’t even try. You two wouldn’t stand a chance.
Rif: Watch it! You don’t know that for sure.
Zakk: The proof is that you weren’t called as back-up. You should just go back home and train.
-And anyway, the Gate Watcher is keeping an eye on the path to town, and he’s not going to step aside just because you ask nicely. It’s too dangerous.
-I’m going to try to get there anyway! >Hero to the Rescue
-I guess there’s nothing we can do. We should give up. >Disheartened
DisheartenedRif: I guess we should go train…
Killfith: Tell me that was a joke.
Killfith: Did you lose your brain somewhere? You think I’m on equal ground with this kid? I won’t lose to some half-cocked Stray, no matter what the circumstances are.
Zakk: What did you say?
Rif: I got you, Killfith. And since you’ve said all that, I guess we have no choice but to go!
Zakk: You say that, but the gateway is blocked off. The only way to get through would be to go through the Gate Watcher. >Hero to the Rescue
Hero to the RescueRif: The way will open up for anybody with the willpower to do it. So we’ll go and take down that Stray!
Zakk: I wonder how long you can keep that up before you’re knocked down. Anyway, see ya.
Rif: In any case, let’s go see if we really can’t take the path to town.
Rif: Okay! Let’s get onto the path to town so we can kick some Stray butt!
Rif: But we have to be careful, because we don’t know what might appear as we continue down the path leading to town!
Killfith: Don’t shout so close to my ear! I can hear you, already…
Gate Watcher: Up ahead a Stray Summon appeared in the path. It’s dangerous, so until we can exterminate it, no one is allowed passage.
Rif: I’m here to help exterminate the Stray.
Gate Watcher: What are you talking about? Now’s not the time for jokes.
Gate Watcher: Look here, maybe after you’ve trained some more, you can help out.
Rif: Hey, now…
Killfith: We might be able to take care of this little obstruction. What do you think?
Rif: Maybe we really should train a little more.
Rif: If we really can’t do anything out there, maybe we should just go off and train?
Killfith: I still say we should just get rid of the Gate Watcher.
Rif: We can’t do that!
(As Rif heads along the path to the left of the shop, she stops suddenly.)
Killfith: Why did you stop?
Rif: It just hit me! If I remember this right, then just up ahead, in Deikel Mine, there’s a road that goes around the main gate!
Killfith: If you remember… So what you’re really saying is, it may well be a fool’s errand.
Rif: Oh come on! We might as well give it a try.