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Boom! A sword ray shot out from Frederick's hand, and the silver light struck the giant bird. Several thick feathers, as sturdy as tree trunks, fell heavily from the sky. Despite being just feathers, they were large enough to be daunting for Adrian and the others. However, compared to the giant bird, the feathers were insignificant.

He awkwardly responds to her question. Out of nowhere, two black pigeons land on his shoulder with a brown envelope in their beaks. Jeff immediately recognizes the letter, so he slowly grabs the two letters and watches the pigeon fly away from them. Jonathan gave the other letter to Katherine. Both of them slowly opened the letter and read it in silence. Greetings,

Gideon’s quiet gift, used well. “She’s good,” Fionn said, almost admiring. “She learns fast,” Matrix replied. Shouts cut across the fog—port-police voices gone sharp. A whistle. The whole dock pivoted like a flock. Matrix looked up in time to see the ferry’s boarding ramp start to lift. People hurried. A man dropped a bag and someone else helped him. A child complained about the cold. Ordinary noise, ordinary life. That was how survival hid—in the texture of everyone else’s morning.

Chapter Thirty-three Everything moves in slow motion. The light is blinding, making it impossible to see. It warms my face and gives me strength. I open my eyes right as the light is fading, and I see the outline of great feathered wings behind the man for just a split second before they disappear.

I nodded in response and strolled, approaching the door. I peeked into the slightly open gap, but I did not see anyone outside. I also do not feel the energy of any person out so I violently opened the door and immediately exited. I saw nothing, not even a single person. I immediately turned around and went inside. "Minister, I saw nothing... " My eyes widened as I looked at the woman in front of the Minister. They are both pointing their swords at one other. In just a few seconds, the woman spontaneously lowered her sword, but the Minister's sword remained around her neck.

Resting a tiny palm over the Shadow's heart. "With this." The heartbeat grew louder. Thump. Thump. Thump. The white light upon the butterfly brightened. Its wings opened. Instead of flying away... It dissolved into thousands of glowing feathers. Each feather drifted gently through the air. The meadow became a sea of light. The feathers circled the former Shadow. Not quickly. Gracefully. Like old friends returning home. One by one... They settled upon the Shadow's body. Wherever they landed... Darkness faded.