"Earlier, I was worried. But now, I feel burning."
Arc's whole body was emanating bright white light, and there were a few rainbow flames that rose up from her body.
She punched on the ground and dust flew everywhere, revealing a hole beneath. There were only mists, and wind currents tried to enter.
She looked all over her body and muttered, "Looks like nothing's been taken away."
There was still the dimensional bracelet on her hand, and drew out an orange sword from it, equipping it without difficulty.
"Let's go."
Her voice was deeper than usual as she held her hand out towards Dorother who was still crouching as she covered her face.
As if Dorother felt Arc's sympathy towards her, she raised her face and she greeted Arc without tears on her eyes.
"We should get out first before anything else happens..."
She took Arc's hand and stood, before Arc carried her on her other arm.