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Miss Windsor's hand trembled, and the light of a Communication Stone flickered in and out.
Another Communication Stone.
Without a doubt, besides broadcasting to Carral, she had also been broadcasting to her own people.
Smack!
Working together, two [Hands of the Void] easily took the Communication Stone and handed it to Arthur.
"A friend of mine, Doctor, once said-
Never use a good trick just once."
Arthur examined the Communication Stone in his hand, the corners of his mouth lifting into a kindly smile.
Miss Windsor was not listening to anything Arthur said.
But once the Communication Stone was taken away, she stood there in a daze.
Disbelief and surprise appeared in her eyes, followed by acceptance.
It was the sort of acceptance people described as three parts mockery, three parts cold indifference, and four parts nonchalance.
Those expressions were overwhelmingly vivid.
So vivid that she could not have hidden them even if she tried.
Yet there was no fear at all.
Perhaps...
This is how it ends for me.
Looking at the kindness on Arthur's face, Miss Windsor had no doubt that death would come for her in the next instant-after years of laying her plans, she had naturally considered failure.
Nor did she reject the possibility.
After all, her plan's chances of success had never been high.
As for fighting back?
Against anyone else, she would certainly have resisted.
But against Arthur, she could not muster even the will to resist.
The gap was far too great!
That gulf had long since driven her to despair.
Yet, to her surprise, Arthur did not act immediately. Instead, he kept examining the Communication Stone in his hand, as though there were something unusual about it.
But Windsor was certain it was nothing more than an ordinary Communication Stone.
After