Rita's eyes had been glowing gold since the start of the game. Now the color slowly faded into black.
Golden rain began to fall. It pierced through the drizzle circling her and spread outward, covering both her and Kessa.
But Kessa had no intention of surrendering so easily. She had learned quite a few tricks from Mischief.
The rain around her suddenly transformed. The droplets hardened into snow carrying a biting frost.
Rain and snow descended together over the clock dial.
Just like the moment she had used a combo skill with Dawn Cicada before, fragments of memory flashed through Rita's mind.
She saw the Kessa she had read about in the Midsummer World Sigh.
Kessa stumbling out of Divine Game covered in wounds, sitting on a sunlit rooftop as her people cheered for her.
Kessa nervously announcing her plans, only to see cautious faces staring back at her through the falling snow.
