The countries and people untouched by this spatial quake were terrified, like startled birds.
Those who were hit—
Basically, the overwhelming majority of them had already lost even the chance to make a sound.
Not a trace of their remains was left.
Cleaner than anything else.
Over at Ratatoskr, Woodman and the others were suffering terrible headaches. More than anything else, they wanted to contact Fraxinus, but there had been no response.
Only by locking onto it through the satellite did they discover that the battleship seemed to have somehow held up.
If that was the case... everyone should be fine.
Meanwhile, over at DME Company—
Westcott gradually, gradually began laughing maniacally, as if he had gone insane.
"What tremendous power!"
"Hahahaha... Who would have thought that, apart from 'you,' there would be another Spirit this powerful? Could she be comparable to 'you'...?"
"..."
He was a madman pretending to be normal.
Miss Ellen beside him seemed to have grown accustomed to it.
With long golden hair and an OL-style business outfit, she looked like a modern career woman. Yet as she watched the reports from all over, her expression was extremely grave.
The satellite zoomed in.
At the very center of the spatial quake—
It wasn't just them.
Almost everyone saw it!
It wasn't the one girl they had expected. There were two!
In other words—
It wasn't one Spirit.
There were two!
Although each Spirit was breathtakingly beautiful,
In everyone's eyes, they were monsters—ferocious, snarling beasts!
If two Spirits had descended at the same time and caused such a terrifying disaster... that would at least make sense.
But then again—
Wasn't this, in itself, an abnormal situation?
Apart from the twin Spirits' Berserker, no two Spirits had ever appeared in this world at the same location and at