It was a quest that could be cleared. Damian was convinced about it. His confidence hadn’t changed even when he was trapped in the barrier, when he was caught by Hill, or when Aliburn summoned hundreds of black spheres.

‘Based on the worldview, this crisis must be passed.’

He was sure it would be maintained even if Grid hadn’t shown up. In fact, Rebecca’s Daughters weren’t using White Transformation as promised. If they did, the momentum was likely to change. Thus, Damian had been waiting for the story to reach a specific section—the moment when Rebecca’s Daughters would go out with all their strength.

However, the situation went differently from Damian’s expectations. Before Rebecca’s Daughters could move, Grid changed things dramatically. Something happened the moment Grid touched the sword in Aliburn’s arms. It was the sword that was sealed into the rock. 

A brilliant light exploded, and the image of the sword Grid had drawn out didn’t fade away. Instead, it became complete.

“What?”

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