Lead the other world.

Meanwhile, around that time. Top floor of the tower, in the throne room.

Tia, who had been paralyzed into her body by Ars, lay on the wall, and Ars, who had turned into a storm, went into a storm wall that would be dusted if she was caught in the looming wind.

(Well... Mr. Ars... I told you I'd protect you... sorry, dude...)

Tia, still lying paralyzed from her body, was cursed by her helplessness and despair that she could do nothing but watch Ars throw his life away.

And in the vision plundered with tears, Tia noticed something.

Slower walls?

It wasn't Tia's mistake, it was Ars' magical influence.

"Stantime Tempest Seoul". It is a magic that has evolved the 'Tempest Seoul', which transforms its own body into a storm, knitted by Ars with temporal and aerowind attributes. And a storm made by this magic can slow the movement of anything it touches.

But the movement slowed, but the impending storm walls continued to move little by little without diminishing momentum.

As it is, Tia will end up swallowed up and dead, too. This was the question in the tier.

(Mr. Ars shouldn't be wasting his time. The measures you said before you fought the captain...?)

So there came the words of Ars, who spoke earlier in tears behind Tia's brain.

(If you have a few moments...)

And he moved his hands, still paralyzed by his senses, hard moving, and his hands touched something and managed to pull it in front of him.

A pouch that is the magic back Ars wore on his hips. Strangely, the light was leaking out of the gap in that porch.

Tia thinks that Ars didn't specifically mention his measures against Claire to Tia in order to probably care about it and avoid losing focus.

So Tia doesn't know what this light will do. But Tia believed. that Ars' actions, who bought a small amount of time with his own life, were never wasted.

Though shaking his body at the fear of imminent death, from Tia's eyes, his fighting spirit never vanished and he held Ars' pouch in his chest.

(Anyone... Please, help Mr. Ars!)

And that's when it came.

Light overflowed from the porch, Tia dazzled and aggressively closed her eyes and opened them again, her eyes opened and she lost her words.

Silver armor and cape. The head armor is off, blonde as is Tia, but its mortal detached beauty and her atmosphere don't even take a pull with Claire.

And then suddenly she shows up and pulls a long sword out of her hips sheath. Together she chanted magic as the glow of a long sword with a clear blade shining in rainbow increased.

Divine Sanctuary.

Shortly afterwards, the intricately intertwined magic formations that emitted enormous light around her feet spread, and from her a number of fluctuations of light were emitted and the magic formations filled with brilliant light, and Tia, who touched that light and also recovered from physical wounds, fatigue, magic drain and paralysis, murmured without thinking of the spreading sight in front of her.

"Beautiful..."

And an astonishing phenomenon occurred when Claire's magic, the storm wall, collided with the magic formation.

In the magic formation, the storm that touched the brilliant light quickly spreads and disappears. Eventually, when the storm disappeared, something red and black fell into the magic formation.

"Ah, ah..."

It was Ars who seeped blood everywhere and became like a borough rag dressed in torn black.

I am shocked by the appearance of Ars, where Tia is falling without moving at all, with a bloody pale face.

And the woman who showed up, Lumiere, head of the St. Knights of Astrea and light emperor, spoke up when she saw Tia rushing over to Ars.

"It's okay, I won't be conscious any time soon, but I had a slight breath"

"Is it true...?

Looking back, Tia's eyes looking at Lumiere were shaking anxiously.

Lumiere, who saw it, exhaled, walked to such a tier and smiled small in his mouth as he stroked his head.

"Oh, so don't worry"

And Lumiere turned his gaze away, holding Ars' hand strongly as the wound recovered within the magic formation, and standing sideways Tia with a relieved and serene look on his face.

"We'll take care of it. You guys run."

At the end of Lumiere's gaze, Claire sat on the throne again, smiling down at the three of them.

"Is it Luke's space magic? I didn't know you were coming... Lumiere"

Their gaze was staggered, and the battle at Radatome was about to usher in a new state of war.