The light slowly faded, revealing the most unexpected scene.
Freya and the others were in a vast space resembling a desert of ice.
The young girl, at first confused, remembered everything she had seen and finally noticed the presence of her comrades.
Everyone was there, except the elves, who were dead.
Nefertari was on her knees, devastated.
Freya looked at her, not knowing what to do or say, herself still in shock over Eryl's death, but as she looked away, she noticed the phenomenon.
"...What's... Who is it?"
"The true form of the one who claims to be Cleopatra." Rhea walked beside her.
Next to Lust, a new individual had appeared.
A white elf, white as snow, with long white hair, priestess dress and a smaller stature, almost the same as Candace.
Everyone stared at her in amazement, while Rhea raised her sword in front of her face.
