Wasn’t the Recovery Array supposed to draw Mana from the atmosphere and accelerate Mana recovery?
She did not use Mana herself, but her body definitely seemed to be recovering faster regardless.
The Inquisitor sat within the Recovery Array, thinking that for a short while.
Only until the Vermilion Bird abruptly said—
[Hmm. It seems I must die after all.]
“Excuse me?”
“Did I hear that correctly?”
It was not that they failed to understand the implication.
No matter how many times they turned the words over in their minds, however, their brains simply refused to accept them.
In the end, the Inquisitor and Daniel beside her could only ask again.
[I leave the rest to you.]
But whether or not they accepted it had no effect whatsoever on the Vermilion Bird’s decision.
The phoenix, wrapped in scarlet flames, soared into the sky and crossed into the distant reaches beyond the universe.
It looked like a meteor.
Am I going to die?
Confused, I fell into thought, leaving the now-useless Wrath behind.
Is running in the opposite direction really impossible?
In the span of a fraction of a moment, countless thoughts branched and branched again in search of survival.
‘…There’s no answer.’
But no matter how hard I thought, I couldn’t see any escape route.
The wolf’s maw was disgustingly enormous, and…