[Realm: Álfheimr]
[Location: Dominion of Oz]
[Winkie Country]
("Will destruction come again? Because I was too docile? Too weak?")
The thought drifted through Electra's mind as she stared up at the figure standing over her.
It was almost difficult to reconcile the sight. The Angel who had brought her to this state was so strikingly beautiful that, under different circumstances, she might have found herself lingering on the details of his appearance. His delicate features, snow-white hair, and vivid red eyes seemed strangely out of place amid the devastation surrounding them. Yet there was nothing gentle about the way he looked down at her.
Mikoto's expression remained passive. His eyes held neither anger nor satisfaction, neither sympathy nor any discernible trace of irritation.
Even so, Electra could not shake the feeling that she had incurred his wrath.
