บท 1471: Perfect and Prime

Enigma's eyes dimmed and her vision turned cloudy as tears began to spill down her cheeks. There was a profound sense of sadness enveloping her entire being.

It wasn't the emotions of Isadora which were way more chaotic and fractured.

No.

Even Enigma was struck with a heartbreaking feeling at the sight of the duchcess' death.

Unlike her sister, her feelings were filled with more confusion and pity.

A part of her wished Isadora and Serenthia found a proper solution. Another part, however, was glad that whatever happened happened, leading her to Varian.

"—ma, Enigma!"

Varian's voice in her hand jolted her out of her thoughts.

"The card!"

Thump!

The last parts of the duchess disintegrated and with no one to stop, the dukes rushed forward.

Boom!

From the remains of duchess, a small but potent explosion shook the place, forcing the dukes back by a few hundred meters.