We watched the Battle of Carteneau from afar. We couldn't take down the transmitter. How could we possibly be of any help in this fight? We did what we thought was best. We fled. We hid from the world, ashamed of our act of cowardice. We abandoned all those who depended on us.
After five long years, we return, hoping to right the wrongs of our past. Perhaps, the people of Eorzea will have forgotten and forgiven our great misdeed...