Arthur hovered in midair, his eyes narrowing as he surveyed the battlefield below. His heart skipped a beat as he saw Lily, who had just finished splitting apart what might as well have been a bomb with her twin blades. The force of the explosion had been staggering, and while Lily looked exhausted, she was still standing, albeit just barely. Relief surged through him—she was alright.
He had been ready to intervene, a ball of divine light already crackling in his hand, prepared to throw it down and shield her from harm. But seeing that Lily had it under control, he let the orb fizzle out, its radiant energy dissipating harmlessly into the air. He shifted his focus to something far more urgent—the missile-like figure of Momo hurtling toward him at breakneck speed.
