As for March 7th's safety, Sylvia wasn't particularly worried.
For starters, that beam of light was just one out of over a dozen.
On top of that, the Doomsday Beast's offensive capability had already been forcibly halved by Sylvia's scorching flames. Even if it did hit March 7th, her own Six-Phase Ice would likely prevent anything too serious.
And from Sylvia's vantage point, she could clearly see what Stelle was doing.
Acting on instinct, Stelle rushed in front of March 7th, spreading her arms wide and stubbornly blocking the Doomsday Beast's attack with her own body.
It happened in an instant.
No one noticed what Stelle went through in that moment.
But as the Stellaron within her chest erupted with a light of annihilation, the energy shockwave unleashed toward the Doomsday Beast instantly shattered its remaining will.
However, Sylvia had no time to worry about the Beast now.
Because she still hadn't spotted Welt anywhere.
If Welt didn't show up to save the day, Sylvia might have to step in herself.
But truth be told, Sylvia didn't know how to suppress that runaway Stellaron inside Stelle either.
Just as Sylvia abandoned the Doomsday Beast and leaped toward the platform, a figure appeared in her line of sight seemingly out of nowhere.
Welt traversed the void, bypassing the Doomsday Beast, and arrived before the out-of-control Stelle. With a tap of his cane on her forehead, she lost consciousness and settled down.
Sylvia, arriving a step later, caught the unconscious Stelle in her arms.
Nearby, March 7th, who had staggered and nearly been blown away, hurried over. She looked at Stelle, then at Welt.
"Uncle Yang! She..."
"She's fine now."
Suppressing the shock in his heart, Welt reassured March 7th.
Only then did he finally have a moment to properly observe Sylvia.
When Sylvia was holding off the Doomsday Beast earlier, Welt was rushing over from the train.
Combined with the raging flames, he hadn't noticed the petite figure of Sylvia on the Beast's body.
It was only the moment he made his move that Sylvia suddenly appeared, making him realize there had been someone up there all along.
But after resolving the crisis and finally getting a clear look at Sylvia's appearance and attire, an involuntary tension seized his muscles, stirring up too many memories within Welt.
"..."
Silence stretched between Welt and Sylvia.
This wasn't the first time Welt had encountered someone who looked familiar to him—even Himeko shared a name with someone he knew.
But having the same appearance and name was one thing… Could someone tell him why this white-haired girl before him even wore identical armor?
And that greatsword!
Good grief, unless his eyes were failing him, the sword in Sylvia's hand looked exactly like the one Kiana used in that other world.
'Please don't tell me your name is Kiana Kaslana too.'
In that instant, a torrent of complex thoughts flooded Welt's mind.
The resemblance was uncanny—no, it went beyond resemblance. This was practically Kiana Kaslana from that era, recreated!
Even the usually carefree March 7th sensed something was off now.
"Uncle Yang… do you… know Sylvia?"
"Sylvia? Oh… right…"
March 7th's voice snapped Welt out of his daze. He blinked, instinctively adjusting his glasses.
'You've got to be kidding me.'
That face, that armor, that greatsword… If not for the flames on her being a different color, it'd be a near one-to-one replica. And now you're telling me her last name isn't Kaslana?
'Do you think I'm an idiot or something?'
Despite the internal storm, Welt kept his composure on the surface.
"Ahem… my apologies. Miss Sylvia's appearance reminds me of an old acquaintance. I am Welt Yang, a member of the Astral Express."
"Hello, I'm Sylvia."
Sylvia was still holding Stelle in her arms. This girl acted a bit goofy when awake, but unconscious, she looked like a rather handsome, cool beauty.
She handed Stelle over to March 7th for the moment and said, "I'm going to check on the Doomsday Beast. Don't want anyone scavenging it. I'll catch up with you all later!"
With that, Sylvia sheathed her greatsword, took a powerful leap, and shot off the platform wreathed in flames.
Welt gave Himeko a questioning look.
Seeing her slight nod, Welt pushed his glasses up. "Let's find another place to talk once Miss Sylvia returns."
Sylvia rushed out from the platform, her gaze sweeping the area until she quickly spotted the Doomsday Beast drifting toward The Blue.
It showed no signs of turning to ash, and the flames on its body were still burning. It probably hadn't been instantly killed by that 'counter' from Stelle earlier.
Propelled by flames, Sylvia swiftly closed the distance, using her threads to hoist it up again. This time, however, she was preventing it from crashing into The Blue.
Reinvigorated by Sylvia's support, the flames erupted with renewed vitality. And now, with the Doomsday Beast offering no resistance, the assimilation process accelerated dramatically.
Within minutes, it was complete, bringing the Beast fully under Sylvia's control.
Wrapped in flames, the Doomsday Beast transformed into an awe-inspiring fire dragon. Simultaneously, all its injuries were mended and restored by Sylvia's flames.
Finally rousing due to its powerful physique and newly evolved strength, the Doomsday Beast—now devoid of any hostility—let out a couple of gentle, submissive calls toward Sylvia.
The flames covering its body receded, flowing entirely into the core at its chest. Once an antimatter engine, it now burned with the fire of a Heliobus.
Compared to Mount No.1, which struggled to internalize its flames, the Doomsday Beast clearly had much finer control over its energy, showcasing its superior power.
Perched on the Beast's neck, Sylvia rode it back to the space station's platform.
Whoosh—
This time, the Doomsday Beast landed on the platform with extreme gentleness, poking its head into the corridor to come face-to-face with March 7th and the others.
Sylvia appeared from behind it, smiling at the Express crew and Asta, who had joined via communication.
"Hey, all set. The Doomsday Beast is successfully tamed. The alert can be lifted now."
"Roooaar~"
The Doomsday Beast let out an agreeing rumble beside her.
Unfortunately, due to its size, the sound nearly blew March 7th away. Good thing the Beast didn't have something like saliva.
Even Asta in the video call was momentarily at a loss by the roar.
"Sigh… Sylvia, you really… do love giving me headaches," Asta said with a smile, massaging her temple.
"A single Trampler was one thing—it's fairly small, after all. But this Doomsday Beast is different. With its huge size plastered on the space station, anyone passing by will see it. Who are you trying to scare to death?"
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