"T-that's horrifying!"
Mimi shuddered, her body trembling as she took in the scene, a shill ran down her spine. Zephyrona's power was far more terrifying than she had ever imagined. The Archdemon lay completely annihilated, its massive form reduced to nothing, and even the black crown—the vessel that had once housed its soul—had crumbled to ash, drifting away like smoke in the wind.
"I-is it over?" Emilia whispered, her voice barely audible as she hugged Mimi tightly. Her eyes flickered with exhaustion and relief. "Mimi…" She glanced down at the tiny Noctifelis nestled in her arms, running her fingers gently through its soft fur. "We… we're safe now…"
Then, without warning, Emilia's knees buckled. She crumpled to the cold stone floor, the last of her strength finally giving way.
"AAAA! EMILIA! EMILIA!!!" Mimi cried, frantic with fear. She scrambled to lay on Emilia's chest, shaking her desperately, a wave of panic crashing over her.
