"Ah… it looks like time's up."
Zaho Yuren's voice was calm, almost regretful, as if we were simply parting after a short lesson rather than standing on the edge of death.
"So you're really not going to use Fusion?" he asked.
I shook my head.
"If I use that, I won't be able to move properly for a while. I won't activate it unless this turns into a real emergency."
He clicked his tongue softly.
"That still sounds better than losing your composure and fighting until you die again."
…He wasn't wrong.
To be honest, that part worried me too. Losing control once was already more than enough.
But for some reason—no, for a clear reason I couldn't explain—I didn't think things would spiral the same way as before.
It felt different this time.
As if something inside me had shifted.
—One Coin?
The moment that thought surfaced, the space around us subtly trembled.
The preparations were complete.
