"It's him…"

Monna was overwhelmed with emotion at the sight of the purple-red flame, her voice trembling as she spoke. "It's Darryl. He's not dead." Despite not seeing Darryl himself, Monna had a feeling that the flame had to have something to do with Darryl.

Whew…

Just as Monna was exclaiming to herself, the purple-red flame could be seen growing bigger and bigger among the sea of flames before turning into a giant glaze.

Upon the blaze forming, the sea of flames around it was absorbed in t