"Wait!"
I quickly stopped Zeshion, who was already turning his back to Noir's corpse. He stared at me as if looking at a paranoid friend, showing a wry smile.
"What's wrong, Will? The fight's already done; there's no need to keep your guard up any longer."
He walked closer to Noir's corpse and even went as far as kicking his decapitated head away. Zeshion then walked toward me and patted my shoulders, smiling reassuringly.
"See? He's already dead. Nothing else could happen now."
"..."
However, my sense of things still being unfinished was getting stronger. I turned to Goddess Zeta, who was busy holding back the cracking space outside, behind Alpha and Blanc. However, judging from her expression, it seems like she's still fighting against it even now.
"...! Watch out!"
