After confirming that the Demon Race would not launch a massive attack for the time being, Shi Wu once again crossed the Scarecrow Abyss and arrived at the Elf Royal Palace.
This time, he was directly led to Galadriel's private courtyard.
Despite having already received the battle report of the Sword Saint's fall, Galadriel still felt the world spinning when Shi Wu appeared with a sorrowful expression, holding the Broken Sword, Luna.
She instinctively held onto the ancient tree beside her, her silver hair gently moving in the breeze.
Galadriel reached out her trembling hands to take the broken sword.
The blade of Luna had already lost its luster, with only a few remnants of the moon patterns stubbornly emitting a faint light.
She gently stroked the broken part, as if she could still feel the last warmth of the Sword Saint.
Shi Wu was still discussing compensation matters, but her consciousness had already drifted far away.
