The fight ended, and Arthur was the one who won it. He was unsurprised at that outcome, as though he had never seen a rank-five mage before. Arthur knew it was an existence no one on that planet could go up against.
"How can we seal that thing on the sky?" Arthur asked Beatrice.
She looked at it, analyzed it, and then said, "you can fly up there and try to merge the two sides of the rift into one, therefore closing it. Arthur, you will have to rely on the power I am giving you, as that is the only way for you to do it."
Arthur had heard Claridge say the only way for him to close the rift was to have the power of a rank-five mage, which he did not believe Arthur had. But he did and seeing as it was temporary, Arthur flew up toward the rift right after he killed Claridge.
While he was going up there, another voice echoed inside his head.
"Old Nefion? How are you communicating with me? Haha, how are you, old man? I miss you," Arthur said inside his mind.