Author's Notes.
Hi again!^_^
I'm back.
And as I said in the previous notes, the second part of the story begins now. For now there's only a little anticipation, but the first new chapter will arrive soon, I promise.!^_^
See you soon!^_^
SECOND PART
JOURNEYS
The blow that the Vilkyss received had been much more severe than expected, so much that some systems had gone on the fritz.
Instead, Sylvia's ragna-mail had not suffered any damage at first glance, and the girl, back in her own vehicle, had again charged against her sister, engaging her in a vicious hand-to-hand combat.
"Why are you doing this?" asked Ange trying, with difficulty, to resist the onslaught.
"Even if I explained it to you, I doubt that you would be able to understand," replied Sylvia cooly. "After all, it would be too much for you. Now this is your world, and whatever happens in our own is not your problem, am I right? "
Meanwhile Task was able to regain partial control of his para-mail, but when he tried to go to his companion's rescue the guy in black, as fast as lightning, appeared again in front of him, crashing down from above and attempting to cut him in half.
The boy defended himself with his sword, but although it was fifty times bigger than the enemy's katana it was nonetheless cut in two as if it was made of cardboard, and producing such a powerful shockwave that his para-mail was hurled far below, up on the sea surface.
"Damn!" cursed Tusk trying to regain control for the second time.
When he lifted his gaze his assailant was there before him, standing over the dead body of a dragon left to float on the surface, the bloodied katana in his hand and the eyes firmly pointed towards him, barely visible over the helmet visor.
Their gazes met, and in that moment Tusk felt a chill, his hands tightly clenching around the commands, visibly trembling.
He couldn't believe it.
It couldn't be true.
"You ..." he stammered. "You're alive?!"