The work was in full swing.
Hoshino was picking off Pilgrims like whack-a-mole. Skadi's movements were far too unpredictable; the leisure from earlier had vanished, leaving only frantic, exhausting labor.
This was really difficult to handle.
Pilgrims alone would have been manageable, but there were also Pilgrim Butterflies drifting through the air on the rain. Thankfully, there were very few of them, and visibility through the rain curtain was extremely low.
Goushinnso Memento became a streak of flowing fire.
She cut down the Pilgrim Butterfly, shaped like a dead branch, in midair. At the same time, the entire sky took on an ominous dark-red hue.
Skadi raised her head.
She had clearly begun to feel suspicious.
Kallen frowned, the hand holding her umbrella trembling slightly. She was going all out.
"In my hometown, there is a dance called Singin' in the Rain. Accompanied by passionate dancing, it expresses the feelings of people deeply in love. Would you like to see it?"
"..."
Skadi turned to look at Kallen. Without another word, Kallen began to dance. She first put away her umbrella and let the rain run down her body, soaking her completely in an instant.
"Though I don't know why..."
Skadi nodded. "It truly is a dance overflowing with passion, and Miss Kallen's singing is beyond reproach."
But why?
Why dance Singin' in the Rain at a time like this?
An artist's mind was always impossible to fathom. Perhaps she simply felt that the scene suited the mood, so she danced a number without any reason at all.
Yes, that had to be it.
Skadi still failed to notice that several hundred meters behind and above her, a drifting Pilgrim Butterfly had been burned to charcoal. Scarlet clouds swept across the sky, lasting only a brief instant.
"Go, go, go."