The man then threw out a bolt of light, the power of which was unlike anything that Yuna could ever have imagined. It was strong enough to start a volcano, and it even made the gargoyle burn by itself.
This man was unknown. Yuna never saw his presence. His face seemed familiar, though. It was as if she already saw his face before, but she could not pinpoint whether it was in this magical world or the modern world where she belonged.
She did not know why, but his presence itself made Yuna's tears fall. The situation was getting worse, and she could not do anything to reverse the whole situation. She was becoming powerless as time went by. But then, it might have been God who had stepped up to help her.
God exists, even in this world.
She is the high priestess of the mythical white tiger, but even she did not think that it would help her in these situations.
More tears fell from Yuna's eyes. She could not believe it.
