After lunch, Rita and Shadow.Q took a walk through the alchemy workshop. Once Eclipse Vanguard had finished teleporting all players to the designated location, Rita followed through Shadow.Q's portal to arrive.
In terms of efficiency, the fastest way would have been for Rita to travel to each location and absorb the players into the console herself—but strangely, that thought hadn't even occurred to Eclipse Vanguard's higher-ups.
Stepping through the portal, Rita arrived at a vast plain. The sight of nearly 300,000 players standing together was a stunning spectacle—but Rita's eyes immediately locked onto one person at the front.
She didn't need to inspect or ask.
The sheer overwhelming presence, like the crimson tide of a rising sun, was enough to confirm her identity.
Avery.
She wore a black mage robe embroidered with intricate arcane patterns, her makeup flawless, paired with custom-crafted magical jewelry. Her black-gloved hand held a staff as tall as her own dark eyes.
