Meanwhile, in the subconscious world—
"Fufufu~... You sure are persistent, huh?" Yui said, her voice laced with mocking amusement as she twirled her glowing blade effortlessly in one hand.
Her tone was half-teasing, half-annoyed.
"Don't you think this is getting a little tiring by now? You've been fighting since earlier and swinging that sword like your life depends on it—and not even one hit." She let out a dramatic sigh. "I'm honestly getting bored, you know?"
"You won't get away with this," the angel growled, her voice taut with exhaustion and frustration, her light wings flickering erratically as she tried to hover away, sweat dripping from her brow.
"You're right. I won't," Yui replied with a wicked grin, the edges of her mouth twitching upward before she lunged forward in a flash, slashing her sword of light down with a fierce, elegant arc.
The angel gasped just as the blade made contact.
