After speaking with Silva, Ophelia decided to speak to people here. She was their goddess after all, and this might be the last time that she got the opportunity to actually see them. Order would surely not allow her anymore, and that was a fact.
Silva, on the other hand, decided to leave and catch his breath. He flew high into the sky and looked down on the world.
"Peaceful, isn't it?" He heard Lily's voice come from behind him. He looked behind him, saw her flying there, a soft smile on her face. She came forward to his side.
"This world is beautiful," she said, "and now that we finally saved it, it can start to regrow. But something tells me you won't be available for that," she said.
"Yeah, I can't, even if I wanted to. My presence here for an extended time caused harm. And beyond that, Ragna is coming," Silva said.
"So what's the plan now? How do you plan to go?" she asked.
