Nephele felt as if she were on the verge of death.
Then, Cloud grabbed her and swiftly ran to take cover under a rock, shielding them from the scorching sun.
Thinking about the blazing yet brilliant sun, she suddenly chuckled and said, "Cloud, I can finally see the light."
Thank you!
Nephele realized it had been ages since she had seen sunlight.
She never expected that just before completely disappearing, she would get another glimpse of the warmth of this world—the light nurturing the growth of all things.
But soon, she sensed something was wrong. Nephele felt extremely fatigued, different from the feeling she had just before vanishing.
"Cloud, you..." She tried to say something but ended up drifting off to sleep.
The last words she heard were Cloud's voice. "Nephele, I'll share a bit of my aura with you. If there's a chance, I'll surely bring you back to life."
In her mind, Cloud's smiling face appeared inexplicably, so clear and full of vitality.
He truly lives up to his name…
...
Cloud peered down at the small cluster of bad aura in his hand.
He wasn't certain if she was dead, so he tore off a portion of his aura and infused it into the small cluster.
He didn't want her to die. The moment he couldn't find her, he felt a strange panic.
In any case, he just didn't want her to die.
Cloud searched around his body, realizing that he had lost his storage ring. Now, he had nothing to use to protect Nephele's life.
He had heard from Lilly that the dark spirits were easily scattered in the mortal world without any means of protection. Healthy spirits might last for a few years or even decades, but eventually, they would fade away until they disappear.
Cloud felt that their current state of lingering spirits, now exposed to sunlight, made them even more susceptible to scattering.
He also worried whether there were other ghosts around. Cloud was concerned that if there were, both he and Nephele might easily become prey for those other ghosts.
In any case, they needed to return to the underworld as soon as possible.
Although the underworld was dangerous, he could navigate it directly. He wouldn't attract as much attention without the golden light surrounding him. With his abilities, he could safely reach the underworld.
Cloud glanced outside, only then noticing the dampness around, all white from a recent snowfall.
Snow?
Is it winter?
By checking out the sky, he figured it was the afternoon, with the sun just peeking out from behind the dark clouds.
"Looks like we lucked out," Cloud muttered to himself. "I don't know how long we've been unconscious, but one thing's certain: it was snowing under gloomy skies. We woke up thanks to the sun shining on us..."
Otherwise, if they had been under the sun for just two more minutes, their lingering spirits would have disappeared.
It just happened to be snowing, and it happened to be winter.
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