The illusory seawater disappeared as swiftly as a dreamscape at dawn, and Fenna's spirit returned to her body once more. After taking a deep breath, she abruptly opened her eyes and saw that she was still standing in that stone chamber, resembling an underwater cave, with a raging fire burning before her.
She turned to her side and saw Bishop Valentin also opening his eyes.
The memory from the assembly of Spiritual Energy was still vivid in her mind. Fenna instinctively looked at the palm of her hand—of course, it was empty. The piece of parchment that only existed at the assembly site had not been brought into the real world.
"We had only just issued a notification, informing the captains of the distant seas about the 'Puppet Coffin' going out of control," Bishop Valentin sighed, "and now it seems we have to issue a new notification."