Red light enveloped the two sisters. Within it appeared the Red Butterflies girl, eighteen or nineteen years old and dressed in a black-and-white gauze dress. She generously kissed Shade:
"Honestly, you must be careful in Moon Bay."
"I know. Entering the Edge of Life and Death this time was unavoidable, but look, isn't the Nun here?"
"With the Nun here, of course we're at ease."
The girl carefully patted her seemingly flat but actually quite substantial chest:
"What should we do next? Chase that person, or help you deal with that strange thing in the middle of the bridge? Such pure death, sir, you should know what it is~"
Her tone naturally carried a hint of spoiled coquettishness.
"Of course I know. Don't make a move from here on; Sister Devlin and I will handle it."
Shade smiled and kissed the forehead of the girl in his arms:
"The major events in Moon Bay are nearing their end, but not yet. Dorothy and Leisha have also made their preparations. When the time comes, I'll still need your strength."
"Of course. Always at your service, sir."
The Red Butterflies girl gently released Shade, then looked at the "Destiny" Great Witch beside them:
"Good evening, Belinder. Do we need to introduce ourselves? We are Zina Cassandra's teachers, butterflies who flew from the Fifth Epoch to the Sixth Epoch."
The voice that had just been gentle abruptly turned cold.
"I know you. Yes, I know."
The vermilion birthmark between her brows was exceptionally clear even in the fog. The jewel embedded in her right shoulder radiated warm heat, preventing her from losing herself in the mist of death, but also allowing her to sense even more clearly the terrifying power of the relic before her.
Though she knew they were allies, she still