The long-awaited battle .. between the strongest champion Earth could muster and the Tenth-High demon ..was over.
And what an ending no one could have predicted.
It felt almost like a mirage, as if the fight had never happened at all… for no one knew what Frey Starlight had faced, nor what kind of foe he had met head-on. But the sky would forever stand as witness to that night.
The moon, constant for thousands of years, had changed .. its great mass cleaved by a final Nameless Judgement, the greatest stroke ever unleashed by Frey Starlight's blade. Shards of ruin drifted around it; the two sundered halves hovered close, yet everyone knew they would never be one again.
Likewise, the world would not return to what it had been before that battle.
Across the Ultrass continent, clouds gathered anew after being scattered by Frey and Zibar's blows. Now that the fighting had ended, it was only a matter of time before rain came down harder than before.
