On the high platform, as the girl finally fell, that blue figure scattered quickly like yellow sand, leaving only an empty blue costume on the stage.
At the same time, the people who played music and kept the rhythm, along with those performing opera and the staff walking around, all began to swiftly dissolve into yellow sand and disappear.
The previously intact theater and the entire playhouse turned desolate and ruined, with thick dust covering chairs and tables, and cups that once held tea now filled almost entirely with dirt.
Those nuts and pastries turned to small stones, and the people sitting at the tables maintained their upright posture without moving, covered in dust, sitting directly on dust-laden chairs.
An Ran and An Lin instinctively stood up, looking at the dusty seats and tables they were using.
Then they noticed that the table and chairs they were sitting on were exceptionally clean, with nothing but the seeds they had just eaten scattered on the table.
