Gently lifting the black-haired girl who was sleeping in the sea of flowers, Isenisha softly caressed her cheek. Subsequently, the original blood-red hollow in Tilan's chest also healed slowly, restoring to its former state.
"This child really worked hard."
Isenisha sighed softly, then her gaze lifted. Those pale gold eyes were illusory, but seemed to pierce through everything about Ran Bei'er in an instant, be it her thoughts, mind, past, or her own strength and skills, and so on.
Wide and thin sleeves, light as gossamer, lifted slowly, and the rose petals among the flowers took flight, swirling up into the sky in the wind before engulfing Ran Bei'er.
The blood-red lance appeared once more, but before Ran Bei'er could fully condense it, it shattered upon being hit by the golden petals. These petals, falling on her, ignited golden flames that twisted and annihilated everything about her, even her nearly immortal lineage began to fear.