The voice by his ear rang out at just the right moment:
Beneath the deep night curtain, a lonely and helpless young lady prayed for change. And the one who answered her was you, who had once made her a promise. The Pumpkin Carriage and Crystal Shoes were unimportant, as was the prince in the palace high above. All that mattered was that you had chosen her, as she was now.
You listened to the fairy tale you had told. You learned of civilization's Enlightenment.
In an instant, the golden traces of light on the Destiny Ring even drove away the "hand" extended by the God of Night. More than half of the Hall of Night was illuminated by the spiritual radiance behind Shade, while Fiona, tightly holding his hand behind him, also felt an extraordinary power within that light.
Amid the hiss of steam, the letters floating in the air gathered toward the Destiny Ring. Brass-colored Enlightenment radiance shone forth, and all the words overlapped at one point on the ring, condensing into a new power.
Outlander, you have inscribed the Brass Enlightenment Ling Rune—Cinderella.
You have obtained the thaumaturgy—Illusion: Cinderella.
Upon the scorching Destiny Ring wrapped in steam, the five-ring Enlightenment Spirit Rune quietly appeared.
Miracle—Moon's Thorn; Moon's Shadow; Blasphemy—Pride; Enlightenment—Cinderella; Whisper—Puppet. The four types of Spirit Runes for the fifth ring were finally complete. Shade could already vaguely sense the power belonging to the sixth ring.
Rather than praying for the power of the next ring, with the Old God's power drawing close and his God's Radiance state nearly at its limit, Shade followed the stirring in his heart and seriously asked the young lady behind him:
"Miss Fiona Drago, the midnight bells have already rung. In accordance with our promise, should we go home?"
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