"You'd be stopping nothing..." Paulie muttered. "Everyone's gone. Pharia will not be reborn, [i]even if you could liberate it.[/i]" Paulie looked at his glove in disarray. "My brother died with that exact same stubbornness. You're walking down a road that leads to an early grave, Jenso. You're fighting for nothing but blind hope, and you don't even have the strength to back it up."