From the moment she had first met her, she had known the other woman was stronger than her. Otherwise, it would not have been her calling her Sister Yaya, but the other woman calling her "Thanks, Sister Eirin."
But they had at least been evenly matched before. Now, when she went all out, her ultimate move—which had consumed an enormous amount of Aura—was effortlessly dispelled by nothing more than a word and a wave of the hand.
Though she had always been called a deity, she could not help feeling powerless. Before her, what difference was there between herself and an ordinary human? The one who could change the world with a word was the true deity.
However, Yagokoro Eirin did not give up. Being unable to win was one thing; whether she would fight was another.
"Astronomical Burial Method!"
Under Yagokoro Eirin's full control, the World in a Pot she had created—a simulated universe—went berserk. Laws no different from those of the real world transformed into endless chains of rules, indistinguishable between illusion and reality, binding Tsukuyomi.
"Eirin, you have disappointed me too much. You are still stubbornly clinging to a spell like this?"
Still standing with her hands behind her back, Tsukuyomi, whose fantastical cultivation-novel aura was utterly unlike the shonen-manga style of someone like Yagokoro Eirin, sighed. "It seems I have no choice but to bring down upon you the whip called utter defeat. You need to understand that no matter how wonderful fantasies may be, without the corresponding strength, they are merely flowers in a mirror and moonlight on water."
"A single thought, ten thousand ages—"
As Tsukuyomi spoke, the simulated universe created by Yagokoro Eirin began to move rapidly.
The Earth, Moon, Sun, and even distant stars around them raced according to ancient laws. An