Su Ziyu, accompanied by Sister Frieda, temporarily retreated from the Fortress of Farran.
Although signs of zombification had appeared, Sister Frieda's power had not waned; in fact, the sparks on her body surface seemed even more vigorous.
She appeared very calm about her once beautiful face turning this way. She merely covered her face with a veil, then drew a ritual spiral sword and thrust it into the extinguished bonfire before her. As the bone-assembled bonfire rekindled with wisps of flame, Sister Frieda stared blankly at the spiral sword and fell into contemplation.
"What are you thinking about?" Su Ziyu cautiously asked.
After a moment's pause, Sister Frieda lifted her head and looked at Su Ziyu, speaking softly, "Many things."
"Things I had forgotten."
Su Ziyu hesitated slightly, then slowly said, "Some things from the past don't need to be delved into deeply."
"If this world no longer has a reason to exist."
"Then let it end."
