The dark blue aura dissipated, revealing a radiant, flickering blue light within.

Slowly, gradually, it began to take on a recognizable form.

"......."

With a soft thud, I fell to my knees before the light.

Her lonely brilliance—so beautiful, yet so heart-wrenching.

My trembling hands clenched and unclenched, hesitating before I reached out tentatively.

"A…!"

She took my hand.

And then, a voice.

A voice I longed to hear.

A voice I missed so dearly.

"Rain…?"

Her trembling voice, as if waking from a long slumber, reached out to me. The soul of the knight, once lost in madness, now …