Two months later.
Inside the storage warehouse of the Black Hole Magic Academy.
The Snow-winged Cat shuttled gracefully between the glass jars filled with Angel Crystals, trailing brilliant light.
It was helping Noland Lee check the inventory of Angel Crystals in the warehouse.
After half an hour had passed, the Snow-winged Cat flew onto Noland's shoulder, affectionately rubbing against his cheek and meowing out a string of numbers.
Noland rubbed the kitty's chin with his fingers and couldn't help but exclaim:
"The players have really been giving it their all. Terrifying, terrifying. I originally thought it would take a full three months to gather enough Angel Crystals. I didn't expect that just 65 days would suffice to meet the requirements for rescuing the Assassin Angel's true form."
Looking back at the past couple of months, the state of the players could only be described as "obsessed."
