Mirai was nowhere to be seen ahead; only a long sword still dripping blood remained, with a large pool of blood beneath it.
"So what if he escaped? Wouldn't the final outcome be the same?" Uzuki Yugao shook her head, but she still drove him away.
Even if Mirai was dead, she still had to find his body—whether he was alive or dead. If neither condition was met before reinforcements arrived, she would be in a difficult position.
After Uzuki Yugao gave chase, the cave that had been burning earlier fell silent. The cold body gradually stiffened, and the light shining on it grew smaller and smaller before finally going out.
Outside the cave in the rain, the night deepened. The rain was still pouring down, striking his face like needles.
"Ah..."
A faint sound came from behind a dilapidated, collapsed house.
Mirai felt the magic of life repairing his wounds. The rapid recovery made him let out a soft groan.
After recovering, Mirai suppressed his emotions, closed his eyes, and quietly pondered.
After an unknown amount of time, Mirai's eyes suddenly lit up like bright stars in the sky.
"Hah..."
He exhaled a breath of turbid air, rose to his full height, looked at the sword in his hand, then strode forward with determination.
He did not know what lay ahead, nor what dangers awaited him, but he did not want to remain where he was.
Of course, Mirai would not go looking for Uzuki Yugao either. He knew that Uzuki Yugao had discovered his method. Unless something changed, going to find her now would be no different from getting killed or releasing his energy.
If anyone who knew Mirai saw him now, they would surely notice the change in him. He... had become calmer and more restrained.
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