Fierce black energy churned behind Rachel. She had never been so furious, and even the blood-red gem on her forehead that served as her seal was faintly trembling.
Just moments ago, some kind of magic imbued with divinity had crossed the barriers of space and time, trying to snatch Shane's corpse away right before her eyes.
Naturally, Rachel had fought back fiercely. She had not even avenged Shane yet. How could she allow some unknown force to steal his body?
Dark magic and divine power briefly wrestled over Shane's corpse.
Strangely, however, once that divine force sensed her resistance, it did not persist. Instead, it shifted toward a nearby patch of empty ground.
A golden magical portal materialized out of thin air. Wisps of white mist drifted out with a figure whose appearance shook Rachel to her core.
"Rachel!"
Shane shouted first, then turned back and waved.
"All right, don't worry. I'll explain everything to her."
Rachel stared blankly at Shane, then glanced back at the corpse.
This completely unexpected turn of events was clearly more than her little head could process.
She was certain that the corpse beside her was real.
But the figure who had stepped out of the magical portal—at the very least, there was no mistaking the presence of his soul.
"You—"
Rachel watched in a daze as the magical portal closed behind Shane. The man who had nearly broken her heart opened his arms toward her.
The wild joy of their reunion swept away her momentary hesitation, and Rachel immediately ran to him.
They held each other tightly.
Rachel first burrowed fiercely into Shane's chest, rubbing away every trace of tears at the corners of her eyes before finally looking up, her eyes still red.
"You're not dead? But I clearly saw you right in