The sounds of unrest and battle kept coming from the distance without pause—not the furious cries of a clash on the main battlefield, but hysterical panic and desperate madness in the face of an unseen terror. The data-diversion system on Kal'tsit was still operating. She knew that her squad had suffered no casualties, and she knew even better that many members of her squad were incapable of fighting.
That was the fate awaiting anyone who fought Persephone.
If Surtr's fighting style was like the sky collapsing, crushing everything beneath it with absolute power,
then any opponent who stood against Persephone—unless they were on a flat battlefield without any cover or obstacles, where they could only meet force with force—would be dragged into the Abyss of Eternal Night by thousands of invisible hands. They would know death was close at hand, yet be unable to escape, utterly helpless and without any way out.
This Ursus army was finished. Just like all those pitiful enemies who had crossed paths with Persephone in years past.
They would die. They would perish.
The fact that Theresis had held out for so long against the two of them was truly remarkable. Yet in this world, there was only one Theresis.
Kal'tsit stopped.
She had seen that Persephone on her retina was no longer moving, nor issuing her any further orders.
She knew the overall situation had been decided. She also knew that Persephone had something to tell her.
—"I looked through some files via PRTS. Unfortunately, some videos had been placed in areas where they shouldn't have been. I may need to offer you a small apology for that, since those videos involved certain secrets that were somewhat related to you."
"You've always been accustomed to taking what wasn't yours, Persephone." The green-haired doctor, having