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Tonight, a strong wind suddenly swept across the continent of Elusalya, and the dark clouds above began racing across the sky, making the red and blue moons appear and disappear behind them.
Even so, despite the gale, the floating island ten thousand meters in the air remained perfectly still.
The wind didn't carry it away, and it showed no sign of swaying or shifting position. Just as it had when it was still on the ground, it hovered calmly and firmly above the lake formed when it had risen from the earth, moving in sync with the planet from west to east like a satellite in geostationary orbit.
That was the wonder of magic and magitech. Unless people walked to the edge of the floating island, they could hardly sense that they were actually ten thousand meters above the ground.
Night had fallen, but the magical city was still bustling with activity. Beneath the light of the Sunwell, people continued singing and dancing in celebration atop the towering, magnificent palace of the Fire Queen at the center of the floating island. They seemed to have forgotten that it was night, as if they were attending some festival rather than a gathering to decide the world's future.
Of course, that sort of thing didn't matter anymore. No one was thinking about it now, because they knew there was no point.
While the Silvermoon City on the floating island—remodeled as an almost exact replica of the original—was as lively as a festival, a small banquet was also being held in a cozy dining room inside the grand palace of the Fire Queen.
At one side of the golden oak table in the luxurious palace sat four little girls: Rin Tohsaka, Sakura Tohsaka, Luviagelita, and Illyasviel. On the other side sat Misaka