"What happened? Was advancing really this easy?"
The witch thought blankly. All around her was still an endless expanse of Great Fog, as though she had never left it. Yet the sensation of tightly embracing herself just moments ago was so real, and the brand-new power within her was certainly no illusion.
This power was entirely the power of ice and snow from the Fatu People's inheritance, and it was even more profound than the power currently wielded by the Great Elders. Claire, who had only just entered the Twelfth Ring, even felt that even if neither her witch rank nor Sun's power had improved, the five Great Elders combined probably still could not defeat her.
"Come to think of it, where are Megan and Ellie?"
She brushed the snow from her skirt and stood up. As she looked around at the Great Fog, she continued conversing with the "Another Me" beside her. Acquiring the [Faith] Spirit Rune had somehow granted her the ability to see through this Great Fog. The fog of being lost could no longer obstruct a witch determined to become the protagonist of her own story.
For the moment, she could not find Shade, Ellie, or Megan, but at least she had found a way out. After flying high into the air, she used the elementalization power she had gained after being pierced by Shade's arrow last time, temporarily shedding her flesh-and-blood body. Her body then directly dissolved into Ice Blue frost qi in midair and flew even higher.
The fog-covered area was clearly much larger than when everyone had left it earlier. When Claire finally broke through that Great Fog of Lost Ones, she discovered that she had reached a position not far from the summit of Peak of Fate.
At this moment, the ritual