For a moment, Jilan felt a freshness in the air around him. It was as if the nighttime breeze had started to flow again, lightly caressing his neck and face, bringing a sensation of coolness.
He stood in place, watching as Casio approached.
As they got close to a certain degree, a rumble echoed in both their minds. It was the fragments of the doors emitting a sense of perception and resonance.
Jilan felt a certainty in his heart, confirming at this moment Casio's identity. He was a new core member of the Door Organization!
The moonlight was faint, and the cold wind rustled. They exchanged a glance.
Then they turned around and walked back into the abandoned church.
Five minutes later, under the window adorned with flowers, on a metallic platform.
