Amid the shattered Silent Movement.
When it all receded, only that blood-soaked figure remained in the blood-drenched void.
Both his arms were gone. His flesh was torn, his divine spark cracked, and wounds covered his body, yet he still stood there like a towering wall that would never yield.
Dead.
For the first time since the battle began, a Nightmare Demon had fallen.
But it had cost them almost everything.
"Come back... hurry back!!"
Dollhouse trembled and thrust out her hand, sending countless threads toward Titan at the very front of the battlefield.
Countless Nightmares were already charging toward them. They had pushed beyond the area covered by the God Frontier, and deeper within the Nightmares' main force, two terrifying beings were already heading their way.
But that figure did not retreat.
"How much reason do you have left?"
Clown panted, struggling to climb onto his shoulder.
But he heard no reply from that figure. When he looked at his face, the divine spark on his forehead was already cracked and shattered.
At that moment, Clown finally froze for a beat. Then he laughed.
"Looks like we don't need reason anymore... then let's do this. We fought once before. Do you remember that Music Box? That's right, I was the one who played it. Hahahaha! Embarrassing, wasn't it?"
"But listen to me..."
Clown panted, suppressing the turmoil inside him as he spoke into his ear.
"If you have even a shred of reason left, I hope you can hear me... there are two of them ahead. I know we've only killed one, and seventy more are waiting for us, but that's already enough to be proud of. So... let's kill two more."
"Can you hear me? Let's charge. I can't go back either. The closer that calamity gets, the more