Sky Striker Ace, but Symphogear

"Tragic, painful, heartbreaking—but even so, I can't look away... Raye-chan, what exactly does she want us to realize...?"

Hibiki Tachibana silently followed Raye's staggering footsteps. Beside her, her sorrowful heart couldn't help but ponder Raye's thoughts.

By then, Raye had already rummaged through the ruins and found scraps of cloth and dirty water.

Using the flames from the explosion as a heat source and an abandoned shelf as a container, she boiled the water and barely obtained some basic clean cloth. She wrapped it around her wounds, relying on crude, hearsay knowledge to prolong her life as much as possible.

I can't do it during the day. There will be drones. At night, I can use the darkness for cover and go... Ngh, it really hurts... go find people. No matter who they are, as long as someone helps me, I might have a chance of surviving.

Words of thought continuously appeared around her. After hastily bandaging her wounds to slow the bleeding, Raye watched the light outside dim to dusk and kept her body's exertion as low as possible.

P.S. Good afternoon.

P.S. Beehives have grown around my house these past two days. I'm trying to knock them down with water and elbow strikes.

P.S. I elbowed one down, and another grew back. Whatever. I'll knock it down once it gets a little bigger.

Immersion

Ngh, this is bad. I think I'm starting to run a slight fever, and there isn't any fever medicine here... It's fine. Believe in yourself. I'll definitely survive. I can do it.

Covering her forehead and encouraging herself, the platinum-haired girl made thorough preparations before climbing onto the vehicle. She experimentally started it up, preparing to set off.

"She's amazing... Even in a situation like this, Raye-chan has absolutely no intention of giving up."