As he walked toward the rift, Elliot took one last look at the Courtyard.
His gaze lingered on Evan for a moment before he slowly withdrew it.
Under [Spirit Vision], Evan had a somewhat doubled outline-his physical body did not perfectly match his Spirit Body.
Elliot looked thoughtful.
Come to think of it, what exactly was the relationship between the Spirit Body and the physical body? Was the Spirit Body's control over the physical body like the way he controlled one shell after another with the Difference Engine?
Keeping that question in mind, Elliot controlled the Lord of Dreams and stepped into the rift.
On the other side of the rift lay endless darkness.
Elliot could not see on the other side of the rift, but he could sense what was happening.
It would have been hard not to-he really did not want to experience being stuffed into a tumble washing machine again.
Fortunately, it did not last long, and Elliot tumbled unsteadily onto the seabed.
At the sight of the familiar barren landscape, and with the faint pressure of seawater around him, Elliot finally let out a long breath, releasing a string of bubbles.
He hurriedly turned to look at the opening he had come through. After confirming that it had not disappeared, he nodded in satisfaction.
"Wonderful, I'm back! This underwater passage to the dream Courtyard really isn't single-use!"
"Now there's so much I can use it for!"
Elliot excitedly stood up, only to trip over something and nearly fall.
He took a closer look, then froze.
It was a corpse, Elsa's corpse, lying quietly on the seabed.
Only after a long while did he come back to his senses and turn to look at Elsa's Spirit Body, disbelief written all over his face.
"What is this supposed