Milora and Anna-veil reached toward the sky in vain, but their hands closed on nothing.
Torina—truly fallen this time—laughed as she flew skyward, carrying Naji and the Angel Egg with her. She vanished into the silvery moonlight, and they could never catch her now.
Milora dropped to her knees with a thud. She could not even cry.
She had imagined countless scenes of reuniting with Torina.
Maybe it would be warm, maybe tragic, maybe deeply moving. But she had never imagined that when they finally met again, they would already be enemies. Even less had she imagined that the...
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