Late at night.
The howling cold wind swept past the window. Everyone lay in bed, exhausted all over, yet unable to fall asleep no matter what. They had clearly gone through a turbulent, earth-shaking day, but their spirits were still incredibly high, and they simply could not sleep.
"...Mio, are you still awake?"
"Rias, you haven't slept either?"
Hearing Rias's voice, Naruse Mio spoke up as well.
"I can't sleep..."
"Me neither... To be honest, I really feel like I have no idea what we're doing anymore..."
Naruse Mio stared blankly at the ceiling above her, mumbling to herself, unsure what to say. To be honest, everything they had experienced since Duanmu Huai brought them to Antarctica was even more unreal to her than a dream. She felt as though she had spent a crazy day at an amusement park and had only finally calmed down and returned to reality after lying in bed.
"We fought monsters, right?"
"That's right. Alien monsters."
"And we even went to another planet?"
"That's right."
"And Uncle blew up that planet?"
"Apparently."
"..."
The two asked and answered each other, then fell silent.
"Is this reality?"
"I don't think we're dreaming."
Rias silently sighed. Although she had imagined the Inquisition's strength several times, even if she racked her brains, she never would have imagined that the Inquisition possessed power of this magnitude. To be honest, this was already beyond the level that angels, demons, or anything of the sort could deal with.
The other party could effortlessly destroy a planet with a casual wave of his hand—although Rias had no idea how Duanmu Huai had done it, she had at least witnessed that scene with her own eyes.
Destroy a planet?
Angels couldn't do it, and even the demon kings probably couldn't... Why did