Snow Dream did not respond. Orson raised his novice staff and casually pointed it at the ground, launching several Chaos Magic Balls with a brutal "normal attack" sequence.
A sharp clang echoed as the Chaos Chain triggered!
The Lotus of Chaos appeared, forcefully dragging the pretending-to-be-defeated Snow Dream out of the mountain.
"I've lost. I'll return your things to you," Snow Dream said, shaking her head slightly. The effect of the archangel had worn off, and she had reverted to her true form.
Her quasi-Divine item was now on cooldown, and she had lost her means of escape. She brushed the dust from her body, calmly stood up, and looked up at the familiar yet strange man before her.
Snow Dream understood Orson well enough. She wasn't foolish enough to say anything like asking for forgiveness. Once this man made up his mind, he would follow through to the end.