In the endlessly kaleidoscopic dreamscape where Fisher's soul was dragged away from reality by a massive magic power into the gap between the Spirit Realm and the world, his consciousness seemed to be falling ceaselessly. During this prolonged fall, the clarity of mind he once lost to the pedestal slowly returned, and with difficulty, he looked at the Magic Minister Ring on his finger still glowing with a dark red hue.
"Valentina!"
Then, it was as if he realized something, calling out Valentina's name, but no one responded; all that answered Fisher was a sudden sensation of landing.
"Bang!"
Like a meteor, Fisher's consciousness fiercely plummeted onto a tangible ground. As the falling sensation completely faded, a very familiar feeling surged up within him, similar to the feeling from when he and Valentina entered the dreamscape at the camp. His soul separated from his body once again, but unlike the previous time, this dreamscape felt unsettlingly real.
