"I promise you."
The young man's voice was calm yet firm, and upon receiving Renji's reply, Nova's mother seemed to have let go of a huge stone in her heart.
She nodded at the young man, then once again turned her gaze towards the night sky enveloped by the Tainted Miasma, with the blood moon overhead.
Noya seemed to be looking at something far away, her expression detached.
Before Renji could say anything more, the surroundings of the dream changed.
The figure of Noya opposite him quickly blurred until it disappeared, and the dilapidated little house of Nova and her mother was rapidly replaced by a large mansion.
Bright wall paint, beautiful tiles, servants shuttling back and forth in the courtyard, wiping those exquisite pieces of furniture, making the floor tiles shine.
