"Is it you who will become the sacrifice, or will I be your user? Let's see..."
The "Ocean Lord" muttered to himself, reaching up to the sky.
The swirling thunderclouds expanded several times again, with electric light flickering inside the rotating dark clouds. High-energy lightning continuously gathered at the center, forming a bright white high-energy glow at the core of the vortex.
The wild gale swept up the snow, and the sky began to resemble a scene of apocalypse.
Even so, the Floating Island stood firm under the protection of its shield.
But knowing that the upcoming battle was still too early for the Floating Island, the Bent Bow Witch left the island's shelter, leaping into the high sky to confront the Ocean Lord from afar.
Though she didn't bend her bow to aim, the arrows in her hands began continuously gathering magic power.
