After Lightning crossed the encampment, she climbed higher and paused in midair.
"What's the matter, coo?" Maggie asked while raising her head.
Lightning did not answer but turned around and peered down at Taquila. The visibility of this impenetrable blackness was less than 200 meters, and it was a rather hopeless attempt to look for the Magic Slayer under this condition.
But that did not matter.
Lightning knew the Magic Slayer could see her.
Her back was currently facing the moon, so the Magic Slayer would instantly spot her when he stared up.
Nevertheless, he did not come after her.
He knew he could not catch up.
So, he decided to let her go.
In a way, she won!
Lightning took a deep breath, outstretched her right hand with her finger tips still trembling, but she mustered her courage and gave him the finger.
That was the gesture Roland had taught her — a gesture of victory!
