Xi Manman silently took two steps back.
She did not find the sight beautiful. The golden light only hurt her eyes.
After all, stage effects like this were commonplace in her world... Well, not quite. Producing golden sunlight that looked this natural would cost a fortune.
Now all they had to do was plant some flowers... Ah, someone else's buff.
Black-and-White Road had benefits of its own, at least. They still had all the Heaven-Defying Alliance's shared buffs.
And back in Salar, as one of the first guilds to fight the Abyss, they had received blessings from Telashir: the darkness of the underground world would not affect them.
Neither their sight nor their strength.
Otherwise, their guild leader and most of the officers would not have seen Toril's Underdark as Black-and-White Road's golden opportunity.
Xi Manman sighed to herself. Why did she keep thinking about the past lately?
She was still young, not even fifty. Surely she was not old enough to start reminiscing.
Maybe... The Swordswoman glanced gloomily at the battle on the sea. Maybe Paintbrush's earth-shattering change of heart had suddenly left her with too many feelings of her own!
No wonder Mo Bi Chenxin had chosen to move the entire guild to the desert once this battle was over.
Even she, who had never much liked Paintbrush and had always thought something was wrong with the woman's head, kept slipping into these strange moods. It had to be worse for everyone else.
Chalk had been making one mess after another lately, too.
She and Paintbrush had fought for years, and even after Chalk gave up on Mo Bi Chenxin, things between them had remained bitter. Then, all at once, they had ended up like this... Chalk sometimes felt as if she had been trapped in a nightmare