[Ferran has no way of knowing just how much Susato saw, when she could have stopped watching at any point; and even now, the memory of what the dream displayed is beginning to lose its clarity. Probably for the best, but...]

... the second-to-last, just after the explosion... with the cape and black hair.

[He hadn't seen the sword at that moment, but he knows it well; he'd taken that black blade and locked it away for the entirety of his time in Geardagas. The sword Hans wielded in the last memory of the dream shone silver, meanwhile.]

It wasn't even any good, when I had it. The magic was gone. It was just a miserable reminder...