"What kind of battle is this? What kind of world is this?"
Faced with a scene that seemed like the end of the world, looking at Kashius as he radiated dazzling golden light, at that godlike power, Natashi had no choice but to question this world once more. Was it still the world she understood?
Was this world still the one she had seen?
Such destructive power, such terrifying strength, this dreadful power that changed the very environment—could it be that what I'm seeing now is the true face of the world?
Kashius, oh Kashius, just how strong are you? Just what kind of world do you live in?
Do I still have the right to like you? Do I still have the right to stand at your side?
Perhaps this was why you don't like me. After all, I'm just an ordinary person, someone who has no right to stand beside you.
The ones who can stand beside you should be people as powerful as you, Kashius...
Though she felt utterly unwilling to accept it, after seeing this apocalyptic scene, Natashi had no choice but to admit that an ordinary person like herself had no right to stand beside Kashius and become his support.
Otherwise, she would only become a burden to him, dead weight.
"What the hell happened? Lord Mirror Heart Demon? Lady Wizard? Where are you?"
At that moment, a tense, frightened voice came from behind Natashi.
Turning her head, Natashi saw Pika holding a spiked club, anxiously searching the surroundings. The frantic unease in his eyes clearly showed how unsettled he was inside.
When Natashi turned her head, Pika clearly spotted her as well. Holding his spiked club, he walked toward her step by step.
As he walked, he demanded, "Hey! Woman, what exactly happened here?