The sound of Yui hitting the debris echoed louder than any explosion. Koko was the first to reach her, sliding through the ash on her knees. The sight before her was a nightmare: Yui’s blue armor was shattered, and a jagged wound in her side was bleeding freely, the crimson liquid mixing with the gray soot of the battlefield.
"Yui! Stay with me!" Koko cried, her hands shaking as she reached out.
Yui’s eyes were half-closed, her face deathly pale, but she forced a weak, pained smile. With a trembling hand, she lifted the Card of Speed. The card was no longer stained with the King's violet poison, but it hummed with an unstable, frantic energy.
"Go..." Yui coughed, a thin trail of blood escaping her lips. "Fix the rhythm, Prez. I... I did my part."
As Koko’s fingers brushed the card, a massive surge of emerald lightning erupted. The wind didn't just blow; it roared. The trauma that had held Koko back—the fear of her broken hands, the resentment of her lost music—was incinerated by the sheer force of the card's return.
"Blazing Speed... RESONANCE!"
Koko’s armor didn't just reappear; it evolved. The emerald plating was now interlaced with golden filigree, and a majestic cape of flowing wind-energy flared out behind her like the pages of a symphonic score. Her right hand, once scarred and trembling, was encased in a gauntlet of pure, steady light.
"Mahiru! Take care of her!" Koko commanded, her voice ringing with the authority of a true leader.
Mahiru was already there, her hands glowing with a soft, incandescent white. "Cradle of Light!" she whispered. She funneled her energy into Yui’s wound, the golden light knitting flesh and stopping the bleeding, though Yui remained dangerously weak. "I've got her, Koko! But the King is recovering! Go!"
Konone landed beside Koko, her violet flames stoking higher than ever before. She looked at Koko, and for the first time in weeks, she saw the President she had always admired—not the one who demanded perfection, but the one who fought for the song.
"The twelfth note is back," Konone said, raising her sword.
"Then let's finish the symphony," Koko replied.
With a sonic boom that shattered the surrounding glass, the two of them launched back into the sky. They moved in perfect synchronization, Fire and Speed weaving together to form a dual-colored comet aimed straight at the heart of the Void. Below them, Mahiru kept her vigil over the fallen Yui, her light a solitary beacon in a city of shadows, unaware that the girl she was healing was watching the cards with a look that wasn't relief, but a dark, terrifying resolve.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdSRV29q5cx
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