Back in the main world of Elias, the sky was empty.
The monstrous Void Shrine, the Corrupted Buddha, and the second Prince who claimed to be a God were all gone.
Scoured from existence by a light so pure it had scrubbed the atmosphere clean.
From that silent, azure sky, a single figure fell.
Lyra.
She was no longer the vessel of a Zero.
She was now a broken girl, her body limp, her coat and mask disintegrated by the sheer force of the energy she had channelled.
"LYRA!"
On the ground, Leona, watching her fall, instantly reacted.
She flared her Beast Aura and ignited all the aura she could channel.
In a flash, she shot into the air like a red comet, intercepting the falling body fifty feet above the ground.
THUD.
Leona landed heavily, her boots cracking the glass-fused earth. She cradled the unconscious elf in her arms.
"Hey! Pointy-ears!" Leona shouted, shaking her gently.
"Wake up! Don't you dare die after all that showing off!"
