"Put me in too," said the woman. She does not look like a human, or even a living being. Kars couldn't feel the Intian in her body, nor could he feel her existence.

  Kars set up a standby position. This feels strange, even for shadow magic users who are good at hiding themselves. Kars can still detect them. But the person in front of him was really like a ghost.

  "Seal me into that girl." The woman looked at Mira, who was still in Kars' arms. "She won't be able to stem V'nyr alone."

  “Why should I trust you?” Kars looked at Mira's body. The girl's skin began to crack, not a crack of light like Kars's, but a physical crack. Boiling blood seeped out of his pores, instantly evaporating into a red mist. The Cyan eagle-dragon tattoo on his chest pulsed wildly, creeping up his neck like a spreading poison, turning his veins into dazzling blue light streaks.

  The energy of V'nyr—the dragon-eagle—was chaos. It was a storm that was trying to blow up a glass bottle from the inside. The molecular structure in Mira's body begins to decompose. In a matter of minutes, Mira could explode into a mini supernova that would flatten this forest.

  Kars looked back at the woman's face. Her face was perfect, too symmetrical to be human. The skin is not flesh, but like marble in which flows a liquid golden light. There was a gaping hole in her stomach—a wound that did not bleed, but dripped with grains of golden light.

  It was a claw mark. The same claw as V’nyr’s.

  "That vessel will break," the woman’s voice didn’t enter Kars’ ears, but resonated directly in his skull. Her tone was flat, emotionless, like a judge reading a death sentence.

  Kars stood up, blocking Mira’s body. He knew he was facing something equal to—or even higher than—the dragon he had just sealed.

  “And who gave it permission to break?” Kars growled. “As long as I’m still breathing, it will not die.”

  The woman stepped forward. Each of her steps left a scorched trace, forming fire lotus flowers on the ground.

  “You’re very arrogant,” the woman said. She pointed at Mira’s chest, which glowed bright blue. “You put the Ocean into a glass. The glass is bound to break. V’nyr is an Entropy Entity. He is uncontrolled chaos. Without a counterbalance, he will consume that girl in three hundred heartbeats.”

  "Counterbalance?" Kars narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?"

  The woman stopped three steps away from Kars. She touched the wound on her own stomach, her face grimacing slightly; she still looked human after all.

  "Put me into that girl, too," the woman repeated. Her voice was firm, absolute. "One body, two entities. V’nyr is an explosive positive energy. I am negative energy that restrains. If you seal me with him, I will be the gravity that holds back his explosion. I will become a living prison inside her blood."

  "You're insane," Kars bluntly refused. "One monster nearly killed her already. You want me to put in another? You want to tear her soul in two?"

  "The girl's soul is already shattered!" the woman shouted. She released a burst of red aura that exploded momentarily, causing the trees around them to tremble. "Look at her! She's dying! You have only two choices: either let her explode and take us all with her, or take the risk of making her a Binary Star vessel."

  "Binary Star?"

  “From star, back to star.” The woman looked increasingly weak, her face turning as pale as snow.

  "You are stars?"

  "What do you think those two beings that fell from the sky are?"

  "Why could you fall?" Kars still didn't want to lower his guard. If this woman came from Caeulum Dominatium, it would be difficult to fight her while still in this world. No, that meant the woman was not a mortal being; she was immortal, a god.

  "We are the manifestation of the sky itself, from the stars and Intian. We fall because we are summoned." The woman looked at Mira, who was lying down. "She is the one who summoned us."

  Kars chuckled in disbelief. "You're hurt, idiot."

  "This isn’t a wound." The woman looked up at the sky. "Those stars come from Caelum Dominatium. Whoever pierced them, I don’t know, but I think no inhabitant of this world has ever seen their 'true sky.'"

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  The woman turned her gaze back to Kars. "The true sky of this world prevented me from descending. But the pull of that girl was so strong that it caused me to end up like this."

  "You’re willing to be trapped in her body?" Kars asked cautiously; he still couldn’t fully believe the words of the woman in front of him.

  "Rather than letting V’nyr mess up this world, I might as well stop it, right?"

  Kars hesitated. Perhaps they were not gods or stars, perhaps they were monsters fighting, and for some unknown reason, they had landed here. Maybe they were answering the scorpion's call, and there were still other possibilities that filled Kars’ mind.

  “She summoned us a week ago.” The woman pointed to the sky, toward a faint Milky Way that was beginning to fade. She pointed to the Deer Star. No, the empty spot next to it. “I used to be there.” Then she slid to the right, quite far to the end of the Milky Way. “V’nyr was there.”

  “That is a hole.”

  “Those are real stars, they are real stars. That white line is the tear of your world with the Caelum Dominatium. The stars within it are real stars, stars from the Caelum Dominatium.”

  Indeed, Kars knew that. The white line–Milky Way was the result of two stars colliding thousands of years ago. It is a mark that will never disappear. That tear brought an immense amount of Intian, flooding the entire world up to the present. It allows all living beings here to use magic.

  But, if it was true that Mira summoned them both, it happened when Mira used Singus. No wonder that at that time, it wasn’t just one star twinkling, but dozens, maybe even hundreds of stars. And unlike ordinary Singus, the twinkling didn’t occur in parts of the sky unaffected by the white line, but in the area of the white line.

  Kars turned toward Mira. The girl’s condition was becoming more critical. Her skin now glowed so brightly that her bones appeared transparent. Mira began to convulse.

  He knew the theory of Binary Stars. Two stars orbiting each other. Their gravitational pull creates a stable balance. If one star explodes, the other star absorbs the impact.

  But applying it to the human body? That’s madness.

  The woman’s body began to flicker. Her physical light dimmed. Her physical time in this world was almost gone without a vessel.

  “Hurry up and decide! Now or never!”

  Kars watched blood flow from Mira’s eyes. The girl’s breath stopped. Her heart stopped beating from the energy pressure.

  Kars had no choice.

  "Alright," said Kars, his voice cold and harsh. "But listen to me, Monster. If you betray her... If you try to take over her body... I won’t seal you. I will destroy you, even if I have to burn my entire remaining life to do it."

  The woman smiled faintly. "Do it."

  Kars moved quickly. He didn’t have the strength for a complicated spell, so he used a spell like before.

  "High-Level Star Style: Event Domination Seal."

  Kars clapped his hands, charged with a small black sphere, onto Mira’s chest.

  "Er’ryn. That’s my name," said the woman. Er’ryn did not resist. Her physical body disintegrated.

  Unlike V’nyr, who entered like a rough flash flood, Er’ryn entered like a smooth flow of sand through time. Particles of red light flowed from Er’ryn’s body, entering through the seal on Mira’s chest, then down to her heart.

  Inside Mira’s body, a battle took place.

  The rampaging Cyan energy of V’nyr was suddenly struck by the wall of Er’ryn’s energy.

  Mira’s body arched upward, her back not touching the ground. Her mouth opened wide, emitting two colors of light at once: her left eye glowed Cyan, her right eye glowed red.

  Kars held Mira's body with all his strength, his hands burning from two opposing temperatures—freezing cold on the left, hellish heat on the right.

  "Balance!" Kars commanded. "Find its orbit! Don’t crash into each other!"

  Within Mira's consciousness, Kars could sense Er’ryn at work. The female entity did not attack V’nyr. She embraced it. She wrapped the red gravity chains around the blue storm, pulling it, compressing it, forcing it to spin in a regular cycle.

  Gradually, the blinding light dimmed.

  Mira’s cracked skin stopped spreading. The boiling blood began to cool. Mira's previously halted breath suddenly jerked back.

  "Hah...!" Mira inhaled greedily, her eyes wide open, staring at the sky.

  Mira's eyes had changed forever. They were no longer amber. They were Heterochromia. Her left eye was a deep ocean blue, her right eye a reddish-brown like autumn leaves.

  Then, her eyelids closed. Mira fainted again into Kars' arms.

  The forest darkened again. But this time, its aura was different.

  There was no longer the scorching heat. No longer the deadly cold. Mira's body now felt warm. Normal.

  Kars trembled as he checked Mira's chest. He lifted the scorched fabric of her shirt.

  The tattoo had changed.

  The Cyan Dragon-Eagle was still there. But now, it was no longer alone. Around the dragon, there were reddish-golden chains beautifully wrapped, forming a complex octagonal geometric pattern that imprisoned the dragon. And in the center of the dragon's chest, a blood-red sun symbol was embedded.

  Kars slumped to the ground. His energy was completely gone this time. His vision began to blur, black dots dancing before his eyes. He looked at his own hands. The cracks on his left arm throbbed faintly; at least that hand was still functional.

  But Mira was still breathing. Her chest rose and fell with a steady rhythm.

  “You’re crazy…” Kars whispered to the night wind, unsure if he was speaking to Er’ryn, who was now sleeping inside Mira, or to himself. “We are all crazy.”

  In that silence, Kars felt a subtle vibration from within Mira’s body. Not a threat. It was a message. A telepathic echo from Er’ryn, who now resided inside.

  (“Thank you, Gray Eyes. Go to sleep. I’ll keep watch tonight.”)

  Kars smiled faintly. “My name is Kars,” he murmured.

  And for the first time in his life, Kars trusted a voice other than his own. He let his head fall back, leaning against the charred tree trunk. His consciousness faded, leaving the two of them asleep under a sky that had returned to calm, as if nothing had ever happened.