So Kiana wasn't dead after all.
The news wasn't surprising. Ch'en had expected as much; she had seen Kiana wield the powers of time and space with her own eyes and didn't believe she would die so easily.
"Then where exactly is she...?"
"She sank into the Imaginary and went into hiding. She is the master of the doorway between Imaginary Space and reality, known as the Herrscher of the Void. Do you know what a Herrscher is?" Hoshino explained, gripping her spear with both hands as she slowly rose to her feet.
"She is law itself. Ordinary people cannot withstand such a powerful transformation; their minds would be crushed. That was why one of her eyes was blue and the other gold at the time—her newborn consciousness was being destroyed."
"Stop talking!"
Kallen appeared at the courtyard entrance and sighed. "Theresa, stop talking."
Ch'en's puzzled gaze bounced between them. The Kaslana family's genes were far too powerful. From Kallen to Kiana, then Theresa, they all had white hair and blue eyes.
"Theresa Kaslana?"
"Apocalypse. My surname is Apocalypse."
Ch'en nodded in sudden realization. So she had married out of the family and changed her surname. She wondered which lucky man had married a legal loli... Though she was irritable and absurdly strong, she was cute.
Theresa was foolish.
And impulsive.
Theresa threw down her spear. Black chains dragged it back onto the weapon rack, where a total of thirteen spears stood—an intensely religious number. With a single flash, they all retracted and transformed back into a massive golden cross.
Kallen stepped forward and gently stroked the cross's surface. The embossed patterns hummed softly, as though awaiting their master's return.
"Alas."
Kallen shook her head.
"You've had Judah for so many years, yet you only know these basic techniques. How