The Creator Woman's smile remained soft and knowing as she looked at him. Without a word, she raised her delicate hand and snapped her fingers.
A faint silhouette appeared a short distance away... a tall and familiar figure standing in the middle of the cosmic chamber.
The outline was soft and glowing, but Aestrea recognized it instantly.
He stood up almost immediately, ignoring the sharp pain from his wound as his heart beat faster.
He could recognize that silhouette from miles away.
That was definitely Luna.
The Creator Woman watched his reaction with a wry smile.
"She's been waiting for you… along with your reward for defeating me…" she said softly.
"After exactly… one week, I'll come to you again. For the final fight between us two…"
She dissipated into black wisps, vanishing from his gaze as gracefully as she had appeared.
The cosmic chamber around Aestrea shifted once more. The floating chessboard disappeared, and in its place, something new materialized.
