Diana Made the First Move, Then Said Goodbye

The faces that had gone pale before her eyes were alive with color again.

Diana wondered if she was dreaming. She felt like crying.

She told herself she couldn't cry anymore. She had cried like a fragile little girl today.

But the next moment, her body moved on its own.

Tears streaming down her face, she rushed forward.

She wrapped her arms tightly around her mother and aunt.

Hippolyta's eyes were full of heartache. Calling out, "My daughter," she held Diana just as tightly.

Antiope gently patted Diana's trembling back and said, "I'm proud of you." There was none of her usual sternness as a general in her voice.

Diana touched her mother's face, then held Antiope's head between her hands and studied her closely.

The sight of everyone losing their lives still lingered before her eyes.

Some lessons could be repeated ten thousand times and still never sink in.

Only after losing something did you understand how precious it was.

But by the time you truly understood, it was already too late.

Diana had truly grown up the moment everyone died.

The price had been the devastating loss of everything.

Fortunately, she had been given another chance. Leon had saved everyone.

Diana held her mother for a long while.

When she finally let go, she looked at each of them, etching every face into her heart.

Then she turned around.

The man in casual clothes, his shirt rippling in the sea breeze, still stood at the edge of the cliff watching her.

Everyone else followed her gaze.

They couldn't help glaring at Leon.

Just look what this man had done!

He had saved Antiope, saved Her Majesty the Queen, saved everyone, and even awakened Diana's divine power so she could defeat Ares...

All right, he was Themyscira's greatest benefactor.