"The Staff of Truth... won't activate? What... what's happening?"
Staring at the ring that seemed to have suddenly severed its connection with her, Maya's golden eyes widened for the first time in her life.
As the Guiding Saint, this was completely unprecedented.
Soon, a deeply troubling suspicion began forming in her mind.
The Staff of Truth was the Creator's creation. Only one thing in this world could suppress it.
"Don't tell me... huh?!"
The next instant, as if to confirm Maya's growing dread, a sacred yet murderous pressure suddenly descended from above, slamming down on the silver-haired woman. Even as the powerful Guiding Saint, her body instinctively trembled when faced with this overwhelming force.
This was the instinctive reaction all Source Star beings had when confronting that thing.
Slowly raising her head to look ahead, Maya couldn't help but swallow hard.
"You've got to be kidding me."
