Inside the secret chamber, Gloria watched the scenes displayed on the light screen, her eyes filled with contemplation.
"Didn't this target appear a little too late?" Gloria's voice was soft, like a murmur, yet also like a whisper.
Rosen had already been shot until only his head remained, and only then did the target appear?
Horus: "...Shoot the arrow first, then draw the target."
It really was shoot the arrow first, then draw the target! Exactly as Isabella had described!
Gloria narrowed her eyes. "Could that arrow really be Loser's Arrow?"
No one answered, yet everyone silently tipped the weights in their hearts' scales a little further toward Loser's Arrow.
Meanwhile, in the metal hall.
Angel had followed Muse here mainly to see whether this target possessed the mysterious aura he had sensed before. If it did, then they could confirm that the target had been transformed from the Sea of Light.
But once Angel arrived, his focus was no longer on determining whether it possessed mysterious properties.
Angel and Muse looked at each other, each seeing astonishment and uncertainty in the other's eyes.
"Did you sense it?"
Angel did not describe it specifically, but Muse seemed to understand what he meant and gave a slight nod. He then raised his staff covered in gear-like patterns and pointed it at the target floating above the seat. "It is the source."
Angel looked at the target, his heart full of doubts.
When they had entered the metal hall, both of them had been on guard. Angel had even been prepared to open a door at any moment, fearing an accident. Yet no danger had arisen. The strange thing was that, just as they were preparing to inspect the target up close, they vaguely sensed that it seemed to be giving off