At this moment, she was the strong one, he was the weak one. This power difference almost made her feel lightheaded. She looked around; the world in this small stone room seemed dazzling, while Kalsas, who had always lived in such a brilliant world, looked so desperate.
Only by tasting similar power and pain could she understand his obsession and suspicion.
This world was too simple yet cruel in a demon’s eyes. He possessed power beyond everything, yet was destined to die again and again. How could such an unfair fate not make him want to destroy everything?
Nali closed her eyes and smiled, raising her hand before being overwhelmed by the power, plunging the black dagger into her chest. The blade rotated, shattering the key that had just entered her body. She felt like she had been punched and then thrown into snow, the cold reaching her neck, her vision going black.
The brilliantly colored world instantly faded to white. She wanted to shiver but didn’t even have the strength to tremble. Struggling to open her eyes, she saw Kar staggering to his feet and lunging toward her. A transparent curtain blocked him. Nali wanted to thank Ifa but felt she no longer had the capacity to do so and simply stared at Kar, close yet untouchable.
He struck the magic barrier angrily and violently, leaving a string of bloody handprints, a low growl emerging from his throat like a wounded beast. His red eyes were bright and desperate, as if the eye color might turn to bloody tears at any moment. She mustered all her strength to extend her hand, pressing her palm against his through the curtain. Then she pressed her forehead against it too, leaning her body’s weight on top, feeling somewhat relieved.
At this position, she clearly saw the device behind Karl burst into brilliant and dazzling sparks, gradually disintegrating and completely collapsing. Those lines representing the world were like ignited fuses, lighting up one after another, devouring the light at the center of the gear spiral, and finally exploding with a bang, sending gold and silver flying everywhere, converging into a light column in the wind from nowhere, illuminating the void.
