After a not-too-lengthy Spirit World Shuttle, Angel and Klein, carried by Mr. Azik, returned to the "Azure Wind" hotel in Bayam.
The top-floor luxury suite had been unoccupied for a week, but regular cleaning had kept it neat and spotless. The three of them landed right in the middle of the living room. As the dense patches of color faded, a sliver of rising sunlight streamed in from the balcony, coating them in gold.
Has it really been that long?
Squinting at the sun rising from the sea, Angel pondered.
They had entered Nameless Island on Tuesday evening, and the hunt for the Gazer had ended before midnight. Even accounting for the time difference between the two places, she had actually spent more than five hours in the Spirit World?
Fortunately, the crisis had been resolved. Not only had she obtained the Gazer's Beyonder Ingredients, she had also acquired a Ghost Ship. Although the latter seemed rather disobedient and could not serve as a combat force in the short term, it was still far better than what she had expected before setting out...
Angel thought happily as she looked toward Klein. He was taking off his trench coat, which had been soaked through in seawater. Feeling her gaze, he looked over and forced a faint smile onto his tired face.
"You must keep that drop of blood safe," Mr. Azik said, having remained silent until now. "She—no, I should call her 'she'—is a Sequence 2 Angel. That drop of blood is the blood of a genuine mythical creature."
"A mythical creature?"
Angel asked curiously, while Klein also cast him a puzzled look.
"You both faced the True Creator's unborn child in Tingen City. You should have felt the oppressive force that set it apart from ordinary Beyonders. That was because