Miss Machine Intelligence was still forging!
The new Megastructure would soon be complete!
And his family was beside him, protecting him. As long as they used the Megastructures to keep Ether's bulk in check, even with Primordial Power... he could forget about breaking out of this Hell and reuniting with his true form!
In the distance.
Ether's roars resounded.
Under the attacks of Sir Awen and the others, he could not advance an inch.
Outside.
The tremendous sounds of impact continued.
But there was no way he could break in so soon!
And as long as...
As long as...
Suddenly.
The golden radiance sustaining Sir Awen's and the Twelve Wings Archangel's ascension to godhood vanished, and their Ranks plummeted.
Suddenly.
The Megastructure dimmed. It stopped operating, and its immense devouring force abruptly ground to a halt.
It was as though, in an instant.
Those sand-like bonds connecting every one of them vanished without warning for a moment. All at once, they could no longer sense Lynn's presence within their consciousness.
Silence.
An abrupt silence spread across the chaotic battlefield.
"Lynn!!"
Sensing the change, Sir Awen and the others instantly turned. The members of the Dollhouse, who had just been speaking to Lynn and were about to leap into the battle, also whipped their heads around. Everyone stared toward the bow, their faces pale.
The young man still stood at the bow.
His hand remained raised, still poised to channel power into the Strange Otherworld's Megastructure.
But at that moment.
He was like a puppet devoid of life, his eyes vacant, as though he had been frozen in place.
Faintly.
His psionic body seemed to dim for a moment.
A raven seemed to beat its wings once within his dimmed soul-body, letting out a long cry.
Everyone's faces instantly went