The crimson aurora still stains the horizon when, without warning, a beam of viridian light pierces down through a gap in the clouds.
The two lights twist together in mid-air—the red ferocious, hungry to devour everything, while the green shines with unyielding resilience, steadily pushing the bloody hue back. Even the burning sensation in the wind begins to fade.
Huh... I can move again.
...I'm not shaking anymore. And my M.I.N.D... the burn stopped.
What is that green aurora?
A physical phenomenon generated by Rosetta's frame via her M.I.N.D. array. The red aurora follows the same principle.
You turn to look for Rosetta, and your gaze is first drawn to her light sword. Its familiar silver sheen is now veiled in a pale, aurora-like green, the very tip trembling faintly against the sky.
—!!!
In the distance, a wall lies collapsed. Duryodhana is nowhere to be seen. No one needs to ask what happened; she was clearly sent flying by the force of that strike.
Commandant.
Rosetta lifts her head. The green light falls perfectly upon her shoulder. She says nothing more; she only looks your way, waiting for the command to claim victory.
Rosetta, moving out!
