Whoosh—
The utterly ordinary Brass Coin, with nothing special about its appearance, left Xia Nan's fingertips and was tossed high into the air.
The vast beam from the Church dome painted half of it an eerie pink, while the other half reflected the sorrowful crimson of the flames below.
With only one use left, the Epic item called [Fate Coin], a divine favor from the Goddess, once again displayed its effect at a critical moment.
It flipped end over end, the long-haired woman with indistinct features on the front alternating with the wind-tossed cloak on the back.
A strand of invisible, intangible power—one that few on the entire Aifala Continent could detect—rose leisurely from the coin at a speed akin to the transmission of thought, curling upward until it connected to somewhere in the void.
A broad lake, clear as crystal, reflected a soft radiance that came from no discernible source. In the distance, the illusory outline of a vast city could faintly be seen, while cheerful music, the crowd's cheers, and the crackle of celebratory fireworks drifted vaguely through the air.
On the grass beside the lake stood a cozy small wooden house, faint cooking smoke rising from its chimney. The sweetness of honey bread and baked apples filled the air.
An elegant, tall, and slender lady sat in a rocking chair beneath the porch, her expression focused as she read a thin book on her knees, its cover impossible to make out.
Her flowing golden hair, like liquid sunlight, swayed gently in the breeze. As if she had reached an absorbing part, a mild yet faintly mysterious smile curved her lips.
Perhaps a Robin skimming across the lake in the distance had drawn her attention. The blond woman raised her head slightly, her gaze crossing the void and