(Someone……Anyone…!)
To that “desire of hope that was similar to a prayer”, a “sword” that became a wall at the young lady’s back acted in concert with it.
「Wha, what in the world!?」
「……Eh?」
Surpassing the light intensity of the flames, the flash that could already be mistaken for the light of the sun gently wrapped the young lady.
While experiencing a sense of security that was similar to being embraced by a mother’s arms, she turned behind her, to the light.
What was there was,
「Fuhahahahaha!! I am one that manipulates the black scorching heat, one who bears a thousand blades! ……I am the 『Darkness Executioner』. Soul of evil, be scorched by my blade of conviction and be suppressed!」
the figure of a young man wearing a pitch black overcoat raising a sword of light overhead.