Soka felt a warm sensation on her face, with occasional shadows flying overhead, a slight breeze making her feel ticklish.
Upon opening her eyes, the little angel found herself lying on Zilvra's lap, a few strands of silver hair swaying in front of her nose. In a daze, she vaguely remembered having gone through a very arduous battle, countless angels fighting against a horde of black enemies, and she had used up all her strength.
But in the next moment, this originally vague memory vanished without a trace. Soka forgot why she was lying on Zilvra's lap, was it because she had slept too long, or perhaps she had been very ill? Were all past events merely dreams?
Several beautiful clouds drifted past in the sky, and a flock of birds chirped as they flew by. Soka tilted her head, but couldn't find that beautiful shell-shaped ship. Now, on a small boat, she was floating gently with Lynch and Zilvra along with the slight waves.
