Thank you as always.
Not at all, Lady Wisla.
She sent us so much again this month...
"Are you well, Father?"
The vessel I am aboard at the moment has completed a rigorous round of training,
...and has at long last been assigned to His Majesty's fleet.
Morale among the crew is quite high,
...and I believe that we are sure to achieve success in battle against Disith.
So as not to disgrace the name of the valedictorian of the Military Academy,
...as well as to maintain the honor of the Wisla family,
...I will apply myself ever harder to become a fine soldier of Anatoray as soon as possible,
...one worthy of being entrusted with her own ship!
"I am giving my all to become an Anatoray soldier."
But please do not worry about me. I am fine.
"My best friend Alister is always at my side..."
My best friend Alister is always at my side,
...so I will be fine.
JUST KEEP ON TRYING, KEEP ON FLYING.
I WILL BE THE LIGHT.
If we think of the dawn as one beginning...
If we think of right now as the time to come...
It's a cloud age symphony together with you...
...off in the direction the light is shining...
...beyond the sea of clouds.
Oh, can I encounter a moment...
...that is just like magic?
in exchange for a cold night,
...the two of us flap our wings...
...and grasp hold of eternity at our journey's end.
Isolated Pawn.
Go to flank speed!
The engine!
Don't talk. You'll bite your tongue!
Tatiana's ship has been hit!
Tatiana!
Range to Urbanus, 200!
Armor-piercing, jet-propelled shells, fire!
Reverse course...!
Reverse course! Take evasive!
Lavie!
Let's get out of here. Let's go someplace safe.
Lavie?
Lavie? Wake up!
Lavie!
It's no use... I can't pull out.
Al... LAVIE!
The Silvana, she's--
Alis!
The Urbanus...
We're gonna hit!
Miss Tatiana!
She'll explode! Breakup acoustic!
Silvana contact lost.
I suppose this spells the end of my career...
Slam the control stick hard to the left!
Then stomp down hard on the left rudder pedal!
Miss Tatiana!
Tatiana!
Pull back on that control stick, Tatiana Wisla!
A bird...
Rub it in, why don't you?
Port engine's out, too...
No!
Wake up, sleepyhead!
So as not to disgrace the name of the valedictorian of the Military Academy,
...as well as to maintain the honor of the Wisla family,
...I will apply myself ever harder to become a fine soldier of Anatoray as soon as possible,
...one worthy of being entrusted with her own ship!
Mother...
I am fine.
My best friend Alister is always at my side.
Good!
Open up the throttle! Miss Tatiana!
What's the point?
It's no use... We don't have enough Claudia fluid.
Miss Tatiana!
The vessel I am aboard at the moment has completed a rigorous round of training,
...and has at long last been assigned to His Majesty's fleet.
Morale among the crew is quite high,
...and I believe that we are sure to achieve success in battle against Disith.
Silvana...
Miss Tatiana!
Alister... Miss Alister told me that the stars were becoming unreliable.
The Silvana went down.
They're all gone.
Let's look for the Silvana. I'm sure everybody's alive.
Hurry!
No need for thanks. There's not much time.
Get going.
Send 'em up! Fall back!
Output is falling! Our mass balance is off!
Please try to make do without.
Without that water, this Vanship will never fly.
Miss Tatiana! Tatiana!
Grab onto this thing!
We can ride it out of the desert!
Claus?
Claus!
Where's the bird?
Ow...
How did you come to be aboard the Silvana, Tatiana?
Because I didn't have anywhere else to go.
You come from nobility, don't you?
How did you know?
You don't treat water like it's precious, so I just figured...
You're right. We're nobility.
But we're Abandoned Nobles, nobility who were left behind in the old towns...
...because they couldn't go up to the new lands.
Even though I was once at the top of my class at the Military Academy...
You'd never guess it, but I was so good that I got a scholarship.
That's pretty amazing.
I got cocky because everyone kept telling me how good I was.
Maybe I didn't take my military training seriously.
Maybe Abandoned Nobles always get abandoned no matter where they go...
Miss Tatiana.
My father and Lavie's father were Vanship pilots.
They were?
But when they tried to deliver a peace proposal to Disith--
Hamilcar Valca?!
You've heard of my father?
There isn't a Vanship pilot alive who doesn't know...
...the names Hamilcar Valca and George Head.
I've always wanted to go there with Lavie someday.
The Grand Stream is a monster that refuses passage to everything.
Even the Silvana takes heavy damage.
A Vanship won't even last three minutes.
Your fuselage shrieks and moans in that monstrous wind.
You don't want to give in, so you hold on to the control stick with all your might.
But your outer panels get blown off one after another 'til you think you're--
Claus...
Up until now, all I knew about the Grand Stream...
...were rumors from my friends at the turf races or from tall tales.
This is the first time I've heard about it from someone who's actually been there.
Our dads must have been amazing...
They sure were.
I'm gonna run a bypass, so we won't get much Claudia fluid cycling distance,
...but if we redline the engine, I'm positive we'll get five or six feet of lift out of her.
How's it look?
750... 1000... 1500.
We'll be okay as long as we don't get a sudden power drop-off at 2500 RPM.
2000... 2250... 2500.
We decided that Claudia was more important than water.
Hang in there, Vanship.
2300... 2280...
Miss Tatiana, you get in first!
Hey, that's--
Miss Tatiana!
You ride up front!
You did good, red Vanship...
We'll head for the shelter!
I just remembered that the Silvana has shelters for emergencies.
If we can make it there, we'll be able to resupply and make repairs.
Using that arch-shaped rock as a landmark, change course to 2 o'clock.
Roger that!
Found it! Landmark ahead at 2 o'clock!
Roger, turning to 2 o'clock!
That's it.
Disith soldiers!
Claus!
Miss Tatiana...
A girl?!
Nighttime is fast approaching.
You are near, yet so far away.
What do you admire?
Who do you care for?
Words catch in my throat at the sight...
...of people risking their lives...
...and of diaphanous beauty.
If you are going to travel the skies,
...I want to become your wings.
One day, I promise that I will have...
...supple wings that will never snap...
...no matter how strong the wind may be.
Dad! Come home soon!
Come home soon!
When you get back, take us up in your Vanship again, okay?!
Look at that! An Immelmann Turn!
Next time on Last Exile, episode 14. "Etude Lavie."
When they told us that our fathers were dead, the sky was so blue and high...