Erza remained at the bottom of the crater.
Completely still.
The dust created by her impact continued to drift through the air, slowly settling across the broken road and the edges of the enormous crater. Small pieces of stone occasionally rolled down its fractured sides, but Erza didn't react to any of it.
Her head was slightly lowered.
Her face had darkened beneath the shadow of her white hair, hiding almost every trace of expression. Only her violet eyes remained clearly visible, glowing faintly within the darkness.
They were wide open.
Horrified.
Disbelieving.
Erza hadn't moved since the portal disappeared.
She hadn't lowered the hand that had almost touched Yuuta's.
She hadn't screamed again.
She hadn't even spoken his name.
That complete silence was what disturbed Isvarn the most.
