Atlan skidded on the muddy ground about 30 meters away from the Prince and the White Canzer's glass coffin.
The shockwave was too strong for Atlan to overcome. He failed to prevent the Prince from kissing the White Canzer.
Once the wind died down from the blast, Atlan looked in front of him.
The Prince, after kissing the White Canzer, simply kneeled right next to her coffin and sobbed quietly. He was in grief.
"What happens now?"
"...Unfortunately…"
Carmine didn't have to continue his words. Atlan saw the result of that kiss with his very own eyes.
The very peaceful sleep of the White Canzer was suddenly interrupted as one of her chitinous fingers twitched. This small movement was not by Atlan.
"There's no way, right?"
The White Canzer, who was supposed to have been vanquished by Atlan by putting the poisoned apple in her mouth, suddenly opened her eyes and sat up on her glass coffin