Cain could not help but clench his fist as he gazed at the sky. After all the struggle, after every brutal clash—after managing to wound the woman multiple times—a small part of him had allowed hope to bloom. He had believed, if only faintly, that things might finally be turning in his favor. But as he stared at the cosmic sea flooding the sky, he recognized how naive that thought had been.
When pushed to desperation through rage and confusion, the power of a Third Realm life form was truly enough to shake the world. Now, the woman's eyes burned with hatred and killing intent. Her arrogance from the beginning had transformed into something more visceral. When she first arrived, her objective was to kill Cain—not because he posed a serious threat to her, but because his actions over the last few years had enraged her. She intended to erase him as easily as one might crush an ant.