With the Alchemy Matrix fully covering young Furya's body, high authority from the Decision Room merged with this brand new restart program.
Old Furya stood up, countless Furyas on the stairs also took a step forward, approaching Bologue, a thick, dark mass with cold faces.
"The Cultivation Room will never fall."
Old Furya paused and then said more firmly, "The Cultivation Room will never fall."
Bologue didn't stop walking, the distance between him and Old Furya grew closer, while she continued to mutter incessantly, repeating the phrase as if she had gone mad.
Until Bologue stood before her, until Bologue reached out and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"I am Bologue Lazarus, an envoy from the Decision Room," Bologue repeated, "Your work has ended, Furya Bradley, thank you for everything you've done for the Order Bureau."
Old Furya stared blankly at Bologue, just like the other Furyas before her, she experienced a series of logical errors and conflicts.
