A slow smile crept on the demon girl's face. Now he knew, and she was more than happy that it was her Shadow, the strong one, because even an ultimate weapon needed prodding every now and again. He understood now.

"It is not a dream," Alessa said deadpan. "You will find no nice things in these. They are nightmares, in the sense of the word that it's purpose is to use your weakness against you. We will fight it."

And that was all.