"Bianka, you were incredible! Just what I'd expect from the strongest Valkyrie!"
Like everyone else, Durandal's friends gathered around her, unable to contain their excitement as they spoke to her. Most of them had been companions who had gone on adventures with Durandal when she was twelve.
What had originally been nothing more than an investigation mission had suddenly turned into the grave responsibility of saving a world. They had traveled alongside Durandal and watched her save that world—and save them.
And now, in this other world, Durandal had saved humanity once again!
After arriving here, they had understood what this world was facing. The gods intended to bring humanity to its end and wipe out every last human being.
Now Durandal represented humanity in Ragnarok. With one strike, she had blown apart that so-called god. That sight had been utterly breathtaking.
"...Thank you, everyone."
Durandal looked at the friends around her, a smile appearing on her face. Seeing them inevitably reminded her of Bianka's experiences when she was twelve.
But they ultimately did not belong to this world. Even though Crystal had allowed them to temporarily appear here and cheer for her, they could not remain for long after the match ended.
Durandal took the opportunity to chat with everyone for a while, cherishing this hard-won time together, until... her friends returned once more, leaving this world... and going back to the bubble universe within her.
Her friends' departure left Durandal feeling a little dazed.
It was Rita who saw Durandal like this and led her away.
Back in the room from before, Rita sat by the bed and looked at Durandal, who had yet to emerge from the feelings stirred by her friends' departure. She reached out and took her hand.
"Lady Durandal has fought for so