"Piece its soul back together and reunite its divinity."
"Then it can reclaim its dignity as a Titan, and you'll have a chance to defeat it in a fair fight."
"I'll put it together. You two—" Before Gnaeus could finish making excuses, Yan Huan had already stepped up to examine the sacred Sword Vessels.
In this past era, the Sword Vessels were all intact.
"..."
"Something doesn't seem right."
After a long moment of thought, Yan Huan quietly snapped his fingers.
Snap—
All of Castrum Kremnos dimmed at once. Gnaeus looked up to find the sky overhead choked with moss and vines, while rust covered everything around them.
"So dark and ruined... Is this Castrum Kremnos's future?"
The desolate sight filled Gnaeus with sorrow.
"History has taken the wrong path... It needs correcting."
"The stars have shifted and ages have passed, yet even in the future, the Titan's soul remains shattered."
"The foolish king and his servants have likely long since turned to dust... No one knows what happened here."
"We both came to put an end to this absurdity. Let us return death to that Titan."
As time and space shifted around them, Yan Huan raised his hand and began drawing the souls from the Sword Vessels, piecing them together.
Gnaeus and Castorice stood nearby when they suddenly heard a strange roar.
"What... was that sound?" Gnaeus asked.
"In a very close timeline, I locked Nikadori's body inside a golden cocoon."
Yan Huan kept working as he considered the problem.
"I don't know if putting its soul together here will work. I'm worried it still won't affect the future."
"Even then, the journey won't have been in vain."
Gnaeus smiled faintly.
"Even in this broken age, mortals still resist fate. Remarkable."
"Strength alone cannot destroy an immortal body. That's