"Phew!" Temude gasped for air as if surfacing from drowning, instinctively reaching out to grab something to stop his fall. The warrior next to him noticed and threw the Insect Control Stick with all his might towards him. Temude grabbed the stick and was propelled towards the nearest brick, finally managing to steady his footing.
With something to rely on beneath his feet once more, he first looked up at the place where thunder rumbled, and all the surviving warriors also turned their gaze there.
Someone broke into an excited smile, as if seeing a superstar, whistling and cheering, "Praise the Sun!"
Appearing above everyone was that familiar figure, none other than the one praising the sun, Solar!
"Indeed, the golden appearance suits him best." Someone commented with an appreciative tone.
The gesture of standing on tiptoe while raising both arms, at any moment, exuded the energy of upward life, and the stance of praising the sun was just full of vitality.
