The floating robe moved again, distancing itself from the grand door and the Pleiades. The sharp sound of its steps echoed through the room. Such a peculiar noise! Peculiar enough that they all looked down to examine its feet, curious about what kind of soles could produce such a sound, but the robe was too long, dragging along the floor.
Its sleeves, too, were so long that its hands remained hidden. What was it trying to conceal? Why hide its appearance? Still no movement from the allies. The longer they hesitated, the more convinced they became that their opportunity was slipping away—that they could not defeat this being and that their mission would fail.
Ginji, despite the pain in his back, broke the silence:
"This isn't good!" he declared.
They turned to him, their expressions frantic.
