In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
The crisis in the Snow Kingdom had also finally quieted down.
Without Aster Grant's leadership, each Beastbond chose their own way to ease their longing for him.
The center of the battlefield that once was is no longer a boundless snowfield—
The Power of Life unleashed by Vera spread like a surging tide, dyeing this land a deep, lush green.
She stood at the heart of the verdant field as countless vines surged from around her, like serpents, like dragons, charging one after another toward the Swarm King's severed Colossal Tortoise.
Every time a vine drew near, it was instantly shattered by the lingering aura of Destruction on the Colossal Tortoise.
But Vera never stopped; new vines burst from the earth again, stubbornly surging toward that annihilating Power.
