The Clock Tower Palace in Shadow Mist City hasn't disappeared; all those bizarre scenes have been drawn away like mist, swirling majestically like tangible gas, absorbed into a small crystal ball, like a street-sold glass sphere house. Situ Yi casually tossed that small ball into the unfathomably dark sky, as if the unnecessary backdrop was being retracted by the stage apparatus.
Queen Annie's Holy Kingdom still exists, yet it cannot unfold, solidified into stage-like paperboard scenery standing behind her and the old captain. On the surface, Queen Annie remains calm, but inwardly, she's in turmoil.
This incredible method caused her to feel an implicit worry. Even when that black-clad child was close to her, she wasn't the slightest bit panicked, as that person was strong in a straightforward manner, but Situ Yi was as eerie as a ghostly shadow. She looked at her knight, Old MacCulloch, who stood firm as a mountain, his steadiness providing reassurance.
