‘The Eye that Watches the Chaos of All Things’ is immensely delighted by the hug between you and Bianca.
It is also moved to see that, now that the obstacle is gone, Bianca is boldly taking her rightful place as the heroine.
The moment I heard that deity’s comment, a question flashed through my mind. I turned to Bianca and asked, “Ah, right. Where’s Teri?”
“Come to think of it, I don’t see Ipeil or Hestio either. The commander’s up and about, yet they’re not rushing in—what are they doing?”
Perhaps my last remark had been a failed attempt at humor?
The atmosphere in the room changed—heavy, cold.
What… is this? Why is everyone acting like this?
“Language that Constructs Worlds, why are they all like this?”
[The Language that Constructs Worlds remains silent, looking grave.]
By this point, my own ignorance of the situation was starting to scare me.
I looked at Bianca with…