"Sir, it seems this truly is our final farewell."
Grace, dressed in white, seemed to have cast off all her burdens at this moment. She looked at her gradually fading hands, then turned to Shade amid the gathering Light Rain.
"Though I'm reluctant, though I truly don't want to... our mission is complete. We have to leave."
She took her younger sister's hand. Helen's blue eyes looked at Shade, and a regretful smile appeared on her gentle face.
"Sir, I had hoped to have more stories with you, to see what your life was like. I never expected that, in the end, we would only meet so briefly."
She tried to embrace Shade with her left hand, only to find it passing through his body.
"Everything you did for us was wonderful. We were originally just ordinary twin girls. Though we went through so much and crossed such a long span of time, you are still the most important person to us, because only your help asked for nothing in return."
Streaks of red light flew from their bodies and entered the path leading to the stars, soaring toward the boundless Star Sea above. Along with the souls and the Star Whale, they headed toward the end.
The night wind by the cliff was cold. Shade's expression had completely frozen. He seemed to have saved everything; even Joey Barton had regained his beloved. But the Outlander alone had failed to save the girls who had been waiting for him since the beginning of the Miburg story.
He turned to Sister Devlin, who was quietly watching by the bonfire, but the nun merely shook her head slightly. There was nothing she could do.
"You once said that you wanted to help those two girls who were not sisters, yet closer than