Up in the sky, suspended on his floating winged familiar, Master Yuki observed everything unfolding below.
Mia remained beside him, her nervousness evident in the way she kept fidgeting with her fingers despite their seemingly safe position above the battlefield.
"I should at least make the destruction of the Red Eastern Guild honorable and grand," Yuki murmured to himself.
Raising his hand upward toward the night sky, red mist began to flow from his fingertips, swirling and coalescing in the air above them.
It only took a little while for Mia to recognize what Yuki was creating. He was drawing out the logo of the Falcon Guild in the air, using some kind of advanced technique that allowed him to manifest foggy creations from his gamma energy.
The logo itself felt oddly disconnected from the name of the guild—instead of a falcon, the symbol was a dragon.
