"Pain" was not the right word.
It was too narrow. It could not contain Nuclear Flash NightFury's brilliance. It was too fragile to define her entire life.
She had not betrayed NightFury's sacrifice. She stood at the top of the ladder. She rebuilt Nuclear Flash into something like a fairy tale. She was the strongest warrior. The bravest NightFury.
And yet she was also the last NightFury left in the world.
"Hollow" was the only word Rita could find.
The moment she said it, she let go.
She was not used to holding someone like that.
Then her eyes widened.
A faint lavender glow shaped like a NightFury lit up between NightFury's brows.
Foolishness, who had already lifted off to leave the flower island, and Deceitful Bloom, who had been privately messaging Dawn Cicada, both appeared behind BS Rita at the same time. Their gazes locked onto Nuclear Flash NightFury, who had not yet fully stepped out of Rita's embrace.
The other players rushed over.
