Syradil's Concern

Sitting on her throne, Syradil was resting with her eyes closed when she sensed something happening above.

Furrowing her brows, she opened her eyes and made her way towards the window.

Looking up at the sky, she narrowed her eyes and activated a skill.

Noticing the countless satellites charging up and transforming into cannons, her lips curled up into a smile.

"So Shiro is still alive and kicking. Good to know that there is still hope I suppose.  If she died, I wouldn't even know until the second half of the new age." Syradil muttered with a chuckle.

Stretching her body, she was about to move away when she paused in a horrific realisation.

"Wait… how did she get to space? There should be a barrier there."

Frowning slightly, she was worried that Shiro's attack would pierce a hole in the barrier. Last time she attacked from space, a hole was pierced so it would serve as an entrance for… other entities drifting through space.