At the sound of that cold, stern voice, Sparkle froze. She realized that Aha had not seemed to say a word for some time now.
She stiffly turned her head and saw a well-proportioned figure standing behind her, the sun, moon, and stars reflected in his azure eyes.
"I suspected his handiwork from the very beginning. After all, I had carried everything out so perfectly back then that even Laigus failed to discover the Emperor's Scepter.
"Yet Nous discovered that flawless plan. I have never denied the power of Erudition, but that does not mean he can pry into everything about me at will.
"By the end, when so many people surrounded and attacked me, I understood that this absolutely had to be his handiwork.
"Otherwise, the energy of a broken Path alone would never have been enough to help me escape.
"So I kept watching from the shadows. It was not until that trip out to sea for soul hunting that I noticed something amiss.
"Although you concealed yourselves well, I still caught that tiny trace of loathsome energy.
"Now your appearance means all the answers have been revealed. Let me see just how far this final performance of yours can go, you clowns."
As Sunday spoke, he raised his hand and clenched it. The space encompassing the entire street rapidly began to shift.
The next moment, he and Sparkle arrived at the Penacony Grand Theater.
Slowly spreading his arms, Sunday rose into the air as sacred light blossomed behind him. His eyes, filled with divinity and compassion, revealed an unquestionable majesty.
"Tell me, Lord of Elation, lord of absurdity and disorder, what exactly was your purpose in orchestrating all of this?"
Under Sunday's overwhelming pressure, Sparkle had her limbs firmly bound by golden chains before she could even