With Rimel on one back and me on the other as we maintained our existence, I had no idea how the brawl was going to proceed. Ignorance is bliss; whoever said that wasn't wrong, I suppose. If there's someone executing everything for you, it might even be the biggest truth in the world.
As Sukrucuk pushed left, right, diagonally, and suddenly spun toward an unknown trajectory, I was just watching. Sometimes we ended up right next to Toraman, sometimes I saw him passing by from a distance, and Elenora was still inside her ice sphere, staring at a specific spot with her electric blue eyes.
I had no idea how long we'd been brawling like this. A minute, an hour, a day? I was drifting in a void filled with non-liquid water called uncertainty, right until I heard the Announcer's voice.
