I think Nine is...

Meanwhile in a different place surrounded by thick green trees. Bia was sitting above someone's body with a bored expression.

A far contrast to before half of her feathers were blue with a layer of green at the edges. The remaining red feathers were shining with a golden hue under the moonlight.

Her small body moved up and down at a rapid pace when the person below her did one push-up after another.

She lifted her reddish blue eyes to look at the crying figure a few meters away from her.

-'Tsk, he is crying again. Why can't he stay quiet even for a second?'

She grumbled inwardly and wanted to roll her eyes. The figure was Nine. His brown were lidded with dirt and his body was filled with sweat. He was wearing a half-sleeved shirt with tight trousers.

The area around her was dimly lit up with many round orbs flying above the youngsters who were doing push-ups with one hand.