Rock, Blaze, and other soldiers were busy trying to help the other beastmen civilians, and soldiers from marching during the ascension of the Goddess. When the blinding light shone above them, they all looked up, as if hypnotized. Every beastmen that still had consciousness in them dropped to their knees and stared at the sun with pious and solemn expression.
They all saw their beloved Queen Swan in the sky, showered by the sunlight, turning the cold night into a harsh daylight instantly.
"Goddess Swan..." Rock and Blaze murmured together, followed by the rest of the beastmen soldiers
Swan slowly descended to the earth, her wings flapped beautifully, spreading gold dust that cleared all the remaining poisonous mist in the forest. The gold dust also removed the brainwashing inside all the beastmen civilians who were still breathing.
She started speaking as she descended, and her voice was so angelic, that it soothed everyone who heard it. The wind echoed her voice, delivering her words to all creatures beneath her.
Oh, creatures of this defiled earth, if you have ever cried in desperation, wail in agony, and beg for a miracle, then fall on your knees and sing your worship to I, Swan, Goddess of Miracles, Daughter of the Sun, Ruler of the Heaven.
Swan slowly leaned on Gale’s back. She wrapped her hands around his neck, while one extra hand was pointing at the sky towards the sun.
She leaned her chin on his shoulder, and kissed Gale on the cheek before adding;
And to my promised consort, Gale, The Blood Moon Wolf.
Swan used her last extra hand to point at Aria, who was still pressed to the ground by Swan’s power.
Kneel and beg for forgiveness, before I smite you with heaven’s burning light, Harsetti, Shadow of the Sun, and Aria, the Hell Witch.
Aria tried to break free as hard as she could because she knew there was no way in hell she could stand toe-to-toe against a literal Goddess, and her promised consort.
Unfortunately, she was ultimately stuck, unable to do anything while she was at the mercy of the Goddess. She began desperately begging for Madam Harsetti, who still lived inside her head.
"Madam, do something!"
’Hm? What do you think I can do?’ Madam Harsetti chuckled, but this time, her chuckle sounded resigned, devoid of hope. ’What am I supposed to do against a Goddess?’
"But aren’t you a Goddess-level too? Your title is Shadow of the Sun!" Aria protested.
’Little witch, I may be the shadow of the sun. Do you not realize what kind of Goddess she is?’ Madam Harsetti grinned. ’She is Goddess of Miracles. That means she will defy all odds to perform a miracle. She cannot be defeated.’
"Then what should I do?! I don’t want to die in vain!!"
’I have one suggestion for you,’ Madam Harsetti paused for a second and said, ’Surrender yourself, and you might be forgiven. You have no reason to fight her when you have no way to win.’
"You... are you giving up just like that?"
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