Two Hearts, Three Lungs

High in the sky, though the Holy Spear Goddess's armor was battered and tattered, her divine majesty remained overwhelming and inviolable.

She raised the holy spear in her hand high, radiating a pure and flawless holy light.

Below, Fujimaru Ritsuka looked up at the goddess. Rhongomyniad seemed to have merged with the sun in the sky, blazing with a dazzling radiance too bright to look upon directly.

Even the band of light from the Mage King that had scorched all of human history across the globe now seemed like a halo, lending the goddess an added measure of sanctity.

Yet Fujimaru Ritsuka showed no fear at all. A look of settled confidence appeared on her face.

"Rhongomyniad, this war is..."