Soka felt a warm sensation on her face, with shadows occasionally flying overhead, a cool breeze tickling her.
Opening her eyes, the little angel found herself lying on Zilvra's lap, a few strands of silvery hair swaying in front of her nose. In a daze, she vaguely recalled having been through a grueling battle, countless angels fighting against a group of dark enemies, and she had exhausted all her strength.
But in the next moment, this already hazy memory vanished without a trace. Soka forgot why she was lying on Zilvra's lap. Had she slept too long, or was she seriously ill? Could everything before just have been a dream?
Beautiful clouds drifted across the sky, and a flock of birds chattered by. Soka tilted her head but couldn't find the beautiful shell-shaped ship. Now on a small boat, she was gently drifting with Lynch and Zilvra along the slight waves.
