The night was tranquil, only the ticking of the clock on the wall slowly extending, like threads wrapping around the rhythm of the heartbeat.
As Mia yawned and turned over to sleep, a faint ray of light just happened to pass through a gap in the curtains.
That was the glow of the Purple Crystal Dome in Demon City—
Dawn had arrived.
...
Dawn had arrived.
On the beach of the Gana Continent, the bright waves gently lapped at the shore, leisurely like a seagull strolling by the coast—as if the storm two weeks ago happened in another world.
This land still seemed forgotten by the world.
Captain Kaidesen rubbed his eyes, lifted a corner of the rain cover, and rose to face the cool morning wind, stepping outside.
He was still wearing that sun-hardened old coat, the dried sweat leaving salt residue that could be wrung out... but he didn't have the leisure to worry about being slovenly now.
