Below the palace, as the ritual deep within the world began to manifest, Philo stopped what she was doing, looked up at the sky, and sighed silently.
'Is the difference really that great?'
"What is it, Lady Philo?" Seeing her suddenly stop, Gandalf, who was assisting her, asked in confusion.
As only a Tier Three, he couldn't perceive the changes deep within the world like Isaac and the others could, so he was naturally baffled.
Philo fell silent for a moment, then sighed. Setting down her tools, she spoke to Gandalf with a hint of resignation. "There's no need to continue the experiment here. The problem... has already been solved..."
"Solved?" At her words, Gandalf froze. An expression of disbelief crept onto his face. 'Just like that... it's solved? But he only just came down, didn't he?!'
