One week had passed, and the day when the Divine Gate would officially close finally arrived.
The green-skinned frog abruptly appeared and leaped to the front of the first step, croaking vehemently at the crowd.
"Wake up, all of you, wake up! Go and do whatever you need to do, and stop sleeping around here!"
As it kept on making a ruckus, the climbers of the Stairway of Heaven who were deep in their illusions slowly regained consciousness. Even the most soundly sleeping Spirit Bear slowly stirred awake.
How could its sleep be less than perfect?
High in the skies with a soothing breeze curling around it, the Spirit Bear leaned against the steps, inhaling fresh air and bathing in the warm gentle sunlight. It could sleep with a total sense of security there, knowing that Vigilante A will always watch over them…
