Looking at the doomsday scenario, the girl gave a wry smile and raised her hand.
"...Alright, alright, I know you're powerful." she whispered hoarsely.
"—Then by now you should understand."
Hearing the voice beside her, the girl furrowed her brows.
Her exhausted body struggled to throw a straight punch, but she clenched her fist and sharply turned her head.
Yet, there was no one beside her.
The next moment, even though the entire world was shrouded in black and red, a sacred radiance pierced through the dark veil. A straight pillar of light descended from beyond the heavens, with endless feathers of light falling around it.
A voice filled with solemnity and mercy echoed through the apocalypse.
"Even though you have indeed achieved victory in reality, that was merely a chance occurrence caused by layers of luck, based on a precarious balance.
"However, as long as I am by your side, that victory can be transformed from chance to inevitability."
The Hero remained silent.
