After fully understanding the situation, Rama held Sita and cried for a long while.
Then, following Sita's example, he transferred the curse back onto himself. Before Sita woke up, he knocked himself out with a stone.
Lawrence, Nightingale:.
"I want to shoot that bastard who doesn't know how to take care of his own body." Nightingale pulled out her pistol and aimed it at Rama's head, her voice utterly devoid of emotion.
"No, no, no." Though Lawrence was also rather speechless, she at least retained some rationality and knew that Rama was an important combat asset.
Fujimaru Ritsuka took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of his nose.
He was exhausted.
"Let's get back quickly, Mash." His voice seemed to have lost its soul. "We still don't know how far everyone else has gotten with their missions."
The frantic battle between Karna and Arjuna had already ended.
Arjuna had lost.
This was hardly unexpected. Karna had Lawrence's gemstone potions as supplies, while Arjuna had nothing.
Even so, Arjuna escaped the battlefield through his own formidable strength and headed east.
Karna remained where he was, regulating his breathing as he panted heavily. His body was covered in quite a few wounds as well.
"Karna, are you all right?" Thomas Edison helped Karna up and worriedly dusted him off.
"It's all right. I will defeat him—Arjuna, that man." Karna still stared eastward, his eyes carrying hostility that Edison had never seen before.
"There will be another chance, as long as he remains in this Singularity, and you remain in this Singularity." Helena smiled happily.
She had thoroughly enjoyed watching that battle—a reenactment of the Mahabharata! And her viewing position had been perfect, practically the closest safe distance from which to witness that mythical clash.
"Now that Arjuna has fled, we should