Lyra fell toward the ground, unconscious.
Maya appeared beneath her, catching her mid-air. She looked around frantically, searching.
"Where is Cipher?" She wondered.
Lyra had been carrying him. Could he have been hurt during the confrontation?
She focused her senses, reaching out - and finally detected his position.
She turned toward a certain direction and noticed the sword box lying on the ground a few meters away. It seemed Lyra had detached from it when the battle had gotten serious.
The others arrived moments later, landing around Maya.
The sect masters looked toward where the Evil God had fallen.
"Did... did he really die?" one of them asked.
Maya and the rest of the team facepalmed simultaneously.
Didn't these people know the things they shouldn't say?
At that moment, the Evil God stirred.
He rose to his feet.
The four could only roll their eyes.
"Well, you've jinxed it now," Maya said flatly.
