With the Eulmoran Army fast approaching, there isn't a moment to waste. Having furnished you with the crystal shoes, Seto wishes you well on your mission, and you depart at once for Lyhe Ghiah, where the Lightwarden awaits...
At the arrival of the bearer of all four relics, the seal protecting the castle is broken. All that remains is to venture inside and confront the Light-corrupted king of the faeries, Titania.
※The Dancing Plague can be accessed via the Duty Finder.
At the end of a frenzied struggle, you emerge victorious over the Lightwarden, thereby restoring night to Il Mheg.
Joining you inside Lyhe Ghiah, Feo Ul declares that, by the laws of Il Mheg, you should rightly take your defeated foe's place as king. Before you can ponder a life spent frolicking with the faeries, however, your beautiful branch shoulders this burden in your stead. Thus empowered, the pixie leads an army to Lydha Lran and repels the invading Eulmoran forces. Though your struggles are far from over, the day─or rather, the night─is yours.
Beneath a benevolent blanket of stars, Urianger congratulates you on your victory. With the Lightwarden's defeat, you are one step closer to accomplishing your goal, and under their new ruler, it is not impossible that the faeries may one day prove useful allies...assuming, of course, they feel like it.
You have freed our fallen king. Not that I expected any less, my [adorable sapling].
The dress, the crown, the scepter, the shoes─the time has come for these relics to serve their true purpose.
For they are not only keys to the castle; they are also blessings to be bestowed upon the new king.
The way into the castle is opened when it is time to relieve the reigning monarch of the throne. And the brave soul who does the deed has the honor of taking their place.
However...should you ascend the throne, you will become one of us, never again to live as men do.
My adorable sapling. My precious mortal.
We fae folk live forever, but such is not your virtue.
To strive for a dream you will never see─to sow seeds that others might one day taste the fruits of your garden─that is the beauty of your kind.
Burn bright and shine as only you can. These blessings, your lovely branch will accept in your stead.
Feo Ul absorbs the relics and becomes the new Titania, transforming to a larger form.
It was pure luck that we managed to hold the Eulmorans at bay long enough for you to succeed─but we have earned some good fortune. And while it is plain we've not seen the last of General Ran'jit, I for one am glad to delay our reckoning with him awhile longer.
So, a new king is born and the enemy defeated. There is much to be glad for. But for me, the gladdest thing of all is simply being able to see you again, hale and whole.