The departure of blonde queens heralded the end of Charlemagne's salute, and the mounting of a sphinx by Sakura first. Charlemagne felt a brief hint of relief upon seeing the order, but then... Angelica decided to take her place in front of Sakura. By the time Charlemagne sat atop the sphinx, he was firmly pressed against Sakura in what may have been the most dangerous position since he faced Father An. Angelica realized she was in high waters of a similar variety, but at least her danger wouldn't be brought about by her own spiritual subconscious. "Yep. Right back to square one," he mused before nodding to the pharaohs. "Until next time. Thanks for everything," he said, letting the sphinx carry himself and the goddesses in whatever direction it pleased ─ even though every bump along the way was a danger to Charlemagne avoiding any repeated deviant occurrences.

With no one else present, Ozymandias was left to a conversation with his wife. Apparently, their discussion involved the production of another child, as the more unusual of Charlemagne's female companions implied previously. Strange though that was to hear from some random girl, Ozymandias clearly took no issue with the process itself. "Are you saying you want another? It doesn't matter to me. If that's your price for a piece, you know I'll pay~" he said with certainty. As always, if Nitocris desired a specific outcome to any event between them, Ozymandias considered it his life's purpose to bring said desire to fruition. Such had always been the nature of the pharaohs' relationship, and it would continue to be that way so long as the sun burned.