Pretty Girl felt waves of nausea welling up from her chest. Both the Heavenly Mechanism Feather and her own body were being eroded by the bloody scent, as countless resentful spirits surged. If not for the resistance provided by the Dual energies of Black and Yellow, her very self would have already been corroded into plasma.
"Relax yourself," a voice that steadied her sounded in her ear. The next instant, within her Sea of Spirit, the originally background-like giant crystal core suddenly burst into intense light.
In that moment, it was as if Time itself had frozen. Pretty Girl vaguely saw starlight, true starlight, from the infinite cosmos.
It was as if a connection from another world had been made. A pair of strong arms came from behind her, wrapped around her waist, pulling her body naturally and closely into his embrace.
