Iron Fist
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Iron Fist
- Quest giver
- Yaana
- Location
- Greenroom (X:6.1, Y:5.9)
- Quest line
The Arcadion Quests- Level
- 100
- Experience
0- Gil
5,504- Previous quest
Challenger and Champion- Next quest
- Glory Incarnate
- Patch
- 7.4
- Links
- GT TC
“Yaana is ready to introduce the grand champion.
— In-game description
Rewards
Steps
- Clear AAC Heavyweight M3.
- Speak with Yaana.
Journal
- Yaana is ready to introduce the grand champion.
- You have climbed the ranks and through the tiers, at long last reaching the grand champion─the Tyrant. Long has he stood as an indomitable wall, repelling any would-be usurper to his throne. With martial mastery and the brutality of a behemoth his to wield, he will be a more daunting foe than any before. To seize his crown, you shall need to bring your all to bear.
※AAC Heavyweight M3 can be accessed via the Duty Finder. - True to his name, the Tyrant fights you without reserve, wielding every weapon he has at his disposal to defeat you. Yet his iron fist cracks against your unshakable resolve, bringing an end to his long reign. As you prepare to return to the greenroom, you are filled with both a sense of fulfillment for your achievement─and a nagging apprehension of what may lie in store.
※In the event that you leave the area, you may return by speaking with the Arcadion attendant in front of the Arcadion. - The heretofore innocuous referee is revealed to be the secret apparatus of the president, who beckons you to join him at the highest level of the Arcadion, where he holds the Drop of Life. Accompanied by Yaana and Metem, you follow the device to the megalomaniac's lair, where you discover his true form─a monstrosity known as the Lindwurm, the apparent namesake of Lindblum. Adorning his quarters─a recreation of Lindblum's grand theaters─is none other than the corpses of the immortalized. To Yaana's horror, you see Eutrope's body among them. The president explains that he has attempted to nurture a fighter who could contend against him over the years, never finding success until you appeared. Now, if you are to become the true grand champion, he demands you face him in battle, and give the people of Alexandria the greatest show they have ever seen.
- Your return to the greenroom is silent, save for the sound of Yaana's muted sobbing. When you finally speak to her, you can see that she is clearly still in shock, unable to hide the trembling in her voice. Perhaps it would be best to give her a moment to grieve and come to terms with her loss.
Dialogue
Pomb: Meow...
System: Pomb mews forlornly at the door...
Yaana: Well, here we finally are: the heavyweight title match. I'm starting to feel a little nervous, I have to admit... Yaana: Seems she wants to find her master, just like Retsarra said. It's heartbreaking... Yaana: Right, better focus. I suppose this'll be the last time for this, but let's take a look at your opponent. Yaana: The reigning grand champion of the Arcadion─the Tyrant! Yaana: Prior to becoming a fighter, he was a peerless hunter renowned for his mastery of all weaponry. In the ring, he wields an arsenal of arms, and freely switches between them as the situation demands. Yaana: Based on the information Neyuni found, he'll be using the soul of a behemoth, a fell beast that possesses terrible strength and magicks. Yaana: In addition to powerful physical attacks, he'll unleash devastating whirlwinds and meteors. More than ever, you'll have to take care. Yaana: Now, go out there and win one last time! Claim the title, and usher in a new era for the Arcadion─one where lives aren't sacrificed for entertainment! Yaana: As your second, there is nothing left for me to do but cheer you on to victory...which I'm sure we'll be celebrating very soon!
Metem: Forename has deposed the Tyrant to rise up as the grand champion... Metem: Oh? What brings the referee out now?
Arcadiaowner: (Familiar Voice) I'm pleased to see I was not mistaken about you.
Metem: Th-That voice... It's the president!
Arcadiaowner: None other, though this is obviously not my true form. I am in my quarters on the uppermost floor.
Yaana: A deal's a deal! Tell us where the Drop of Life is!
Arcadiaowner: It is here with me. Come─I shall give it to you. You have earned a personal audience.
Metem: The Drop of Life...? I haven't the faintest what this is about, but I'd better take a camera to capture these events!
Yaana: Wh-What is that monstrosity!?
Arcadiaowner: The Lindwurm, legendary serpent of eld and namesake of my homeland. By infusing myself with its soul, I have come to assume this form.
Metem: Th-The president has become this terrifying creature!? Metem: And those people... Why, they're the immortalized!
Yaana: Eutrope! Yaana: M-Metem, why is she... You promised you would save her!
Metem: I'm truly sorry, but it seems he was one step ahead of us...
Arcadiaowner: You have served me well, Metem. But I have long been aware of your duplicity. Arcadiaowner: Arrayed behind me are all the fighters who have been immortalized. With each feral transformation, their souls were ravaged until they ultimately met their demise. A pitiable fate. Arcadiaowner: They shall make a fitting audience for the final act, here in this faithfully recreated Lindblum theater.
Metem: To use the bodies of the departed as a decoration... This is pure depravity...
Arcadiaowner: People of Alexandria. In my mission to bring you ever more thrilling entertainment, I have given my very body and soul. Arcadiaowner: I acquired the power of the mighty Lindwurm, and thence sought to create fighters who could offer me fierce contest. Alas, all died prematurely, taken by a soul-consuming affliction. Arcadiaowner: But at last they may know peace, for the one I have long awaited has appeared. Arcadiaowner: With the actors thus assembled, the greatest show in Arcadion history may finally begin! In feverish highs shall all sorrow and tedium be swept away!
Metem: This is unconscionable! How could the president do such a thing simply for entertainment!?
Arcadiaowner: Unenhanced warrior. Know that you have merely become heavyweight champion. If you wish to be crowned the true grand champion, you must now defeat me!
Q: What will you say?
> I'll defeat you, don't you worry! > I'll send you slithering back to your hole!
Arcadiaowner: That's the spirit. See to it that you spare no preparation. Nothing short of perfection will suffice for our performance.
Metem: A shocking truth has been revealed, and the final match has been set! How will this harrowing tale conclude!?
Arcadionfana: To think that the fighters were dying from using feral souls...
Arcadionfanc: Just because we wanted thrills...
Arcadionfana: The Arcadion was my escape. But if I'd known the price for it...
Excitableman: If this is the way it is, then our only hope is for the unstoppable upstart to win!
Unenhancedwarriorfana: That's right! Let's all cheer her/him on against the evil president!
Thehowlingblade: (Retsarra) Eutrope...
Yaana: <sob> Not you too, Eutrope... Not you too...