As Lostvayne stabbed Arthur's palm, sharp, biting pain shot through his body, jolting his mind awake for the briefest of moments.
Celestia's shocked rage flared, ready to berate Lostvayne for such a brutal action, but when she saw the faint flicker of life return to Arthur's eyes, she swallowed her anger.
[Master! Now! Please! Open your subspace!]
Her voice was louder now, filled with both urgency and hope.
But the light in Arthur's eyes faded barely a second later, slipping away like sand through fingers. However, before he fully succumbed, a small distortion in space appeared beside her—a portal, though barely stable.
Celestia moved to act, but Lostvayne was already ahead of her. The sword shot through the distortion before it could close, disappearing into Arthur's subspace just as he collapsed into unconsciousness.
