The ancient, towering Shadow Throne gleamed as streams of light condensed into profound, intricate patterns across its surface, making the originally plain and weathered throne seem as if it had been filled with glass. On its backrest, points of radiance that had once remained hidden gradually emerged, swiftly forming a star map that continuously evolved and renewed itself. With every step Night Lady took toward the distant rift, those patterns and star map grew clearer. And somewhere farther away, beyond the reach of sight, a rumbling sound was gradually rising.
Verde on the stone pillar was stunned by the changes. Though he more or less knew that Night Lady had been preparing for something significant, and that the time had come to carry it out, he had never expected it to cause such a huge disturbance—one that even drew upon the power of the star map. The Great Adventurer could not help "looking" toward Night Lady, who had stepped down from the throne. "Can I ask now—what exactly are you planning to do? Didn't you say that the star map was a gift sealed away by the Navigators, something that could not be activated until the day the mission was fulfilled...?"
"When mortals loosen their shackles with their own strength, the day the mission is fulfilled has arrived. Of course, I did use a small trick within the scope of my own 'authority and responsibility,' but that is a reasonable deviation," Night Lady said, seemingly in high spirits. She stood before the enormous vortex-like rift and turned back toward her throne. The ever-brightening star map reflected in her amber eyes like distant stars flickering. "Though the Coming of Age Ceremony must be completed alone, since they are already heading in the right direction... surely it is not improper for me