บท 364: A Confrontation of Sorts III

Within the exposed void, two beings filtered across the emptiness, like two joyous butterflies dancing within an endless plain.

One of them, a male of beauty, was struggling hard to grasp onto the other, an elegant goddess, whom was thoughtlessly avoiding contact with the former.

And such a stalement continued, until the goddess decided to utter a single a word. A word that brought a halt to their little 'dance', a word that was followed by a statement.

"Why...?" At the same time, she thoughtlessly inquired, a soft whisper. But Elaide was able to hear her clearly, and paused mid air. "What..? What are you saying, after clearly–"

"Why... are you angry?" She cut off his words and continued with her own question. "Is it because if I... No, if Mirai truly died, you would have lost the chance to absorb her potential for yourself?"