As Sir Scott's final words fell, the image stored within the space played to its end. In a soundless instant, the hazy light suspended mid-air dispersed like a collapsing snowfall, turning into countless particles of fine starlight and quickly vanishing into the air, triggering what seemed to be a chain reaction. The moment the light dispersed, the entire platform was suddenly swept by a stream of brilliance, which condensed into bright white lines rapidly converging towards the central area, while the light that had been shrouding the center like dense fog quickly dimmed and weakened in the ensuing seconds.
Diana stood a bit dazedly, looking at the spot where Sir Scott disappeared. Her ancient cognitive core was processing, seemingly handling an overwhelming load of emotional information. Gawain even heard an unusual noise emanating from within her, prompting him to ask with some concern, "Lady Diana, are you alright?"
