-THE END-

Leo Reynold smiled as Das finally agreed to help the creator of the weapon spirits by stepping into the Spirit World. The weight of uncertainty lifted from the air, and the young monk exhaled with relief. 

Leo Reynold stood up, walking toward his daughter, who was still trying to process everything that had just unfolded. Her hands trembled slightly, and her eyes darted between Das and Reynold, uncertain about the future that had been laid out before her.

Reynold gently placed his hand on her forehead. A soft golden light radiated from his palm, swirling around the woman like gentle wisps of divine fire. Her body trembled, and a gasp escaped her lips as she felt something awakening within her—something she had never known existed.