(Babaluno)
The bubble reflected a faint glow in place of the dome.
"Finally... we're back."
Looking out toward the sea from the edge of the Dormitory District, I saw the fading sun hanging in the dim sky. It was about to set, spilling a golden afterglow over the water.
It looked like it was evening here.
From the interrupted concert, to the fierce battle on "the Other Side" after passing through the wormhole, to this rather desperate retreat...
Hardly any time had passed, yet it felt like days.
I couldn't help remarking:
"That world had no sky. Being able to look up and see the universe like this... it's actually a little moving."
Our world was far more expansive, and a universe this vast could easily accommodate another new civilization.
Yet all it had led to was this meaningless war...
"Ceruno."
Miss Terra muttered:
"This isn't the time to get emotional and reflect on war, is it?"
Our first priority was dealing with the "Great Blood." Even if we had no way to kill her, we at least had to rescue Miluno...
And everyone else who had been swallowed.
SpiCa was bundling up the "Guardians" the magical girls had subdued. Her "Mental Overlay" magic was completely ineffective against these brainless opponents, so she could only restrain them directly with White Silk. Though the whip-blades in their hair were sharp, they struggled to cut through the resilient silk.
Once we dealt with these "Guardians," we could free ourselves up to focus on the "Great Blood."
As for the "Great Blood," she was still the same. I couldn't tell whether she was stubborn or simply incapable of changing her mind. Even with the magical girls intercepting her, her attention remained fixed on me. However, the close-combat magical girls no longer dared approach