Everything was crumbling.
But Kanako could not intervene; she lingered underground, distant from the gunfire, uncertain whether it was a blessing or a curse. Time could not be rewound; she could not regret her decisions.
All she knew was that most people would die, and the only thing she regretted was that, once again, she had entrusted her fate into the hands of others.
When would she break free from the cage and embrace freedom?
On the beach, the sound of the waves at Bibo City remained.
Farosa braced herself on the ground with her right hand, casting the Law of Recovery on herself to end the agony of being cut in half. She had never missed her long legs so much.
...She remembered something Xu Yang had told her.
"What is Honma Noriko's greatest weakness?" Initially, Farosa had inquired, "I'm going to perform a ritual for her. It's too precise, complicated; the slightest carelessness could make things very problematic."
