Day Five, daytime.
The human side, which had always been on the defensive, finally went on the offensive with the addition of a descended deity.
In the faint light of dawn, Samael led all the Shogunate's elite across the crumbling walls and into the wilderness.
There were still four hours until nightfall.
By Day Six, daylight would likely be reduced to only two hours.
If things dragged on until Day Seven, this Singularity would be plunged into complete darkness, and the sun would never rise again.
Still, there should be enough time.
Samael unhurriedly followed the lingering scent in the air, occasionally stopping to inspect the traces around him and ensure nothing went wrong.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Himiko behind him. Wearing a rough-cloth miko outfit and loose twin tails, she gave him a brilliantly sunny smile.
Samael nodded gently and returned her smile.
To finish this in one stroke, he had even brought along the Sun Queen.
If necessary, they could conduct an exorcism ritual on the spot.
Even if some irresistible force dragged the battle into the night, their Heroic Spirits would still be capable of prolonged combat.
Then, even the night that favored the Night of a Hundred Demons would not hinder the Shogunate's Heroic Spirits.
The ancient serpent raised his head toward the distant mountains on the horizon, where a trace of night still lingered, and his lips curved pleasantly upward.
Then, checkmate...
At the same time, on an ancient mountain path shrouded in mist, a bedraggled figure supported herself against the railings on either side and staggered toward the gate at the end.
However, perhaps because she was too weak, or perhaps because she was too exhausted, the bedraggled figure missed her footing. Her front foot stepped into empty air,