"Oh? So it seems that young Seijurou did it after all," uttered Minerva to herself in a playful tone as she watched the brilliant explosion of light from where she rested. "It's just like the scene from two years ago. However, we are yet to see how this one unfolds. I'm curious… I think I'm going to watch just a little longer."
The dark shroud of the night instantly vanished as if it was day already on the summit of Mount Hakone.
A kind of light brighter than the rays of the sun blanketed the entire region as the burning flames of the mysterious eruption of dazzling magic spread like wildfire over the vast expanse of the forest.
All the individuals who were presently wandering in the woods to scour for their comrades halted whatever they were doing as the brightness almost blinded their eyes.
The former chief of the Orcish division of the revolutionary army, Brog, nearly tripped himself while protecting his amber-like irises from the extreme brilliance of the lit night sky.
