The hunter forced his eyes open.
Through blurred vision, he saw the fracture in the sky.
He understood immediately.
"Kaito is isolating its core…"
But isolation required stability.
And stability required energy.
Energy the world no longer had.
The sealing glyph across Kaito's back flickered, weakened by distance.
The hunter exhaled slowly.
"There's one oath left."
Silver Eyes sensed him moving and turned sharply.
"Don't."
He smiled faintly.
"I was never meant to survive this era."
He pressed his bloodied palm against the fading glyph and activated the final clause—an irreversible transference.
All remaining sacred energy within him surged through the mark.
Upward.
Into Kaito.
The hunter's body turned to light.
And scattered like embers in wind.
Above, the glyph reformed—stronger than before.
Kaito felt it.
And understood the cost.