As that voice rang out, figures started pouring out of the dimensional rift, dropping between the Flamekin and the humans.
After the last time, nobody landed like a sack of bricks again. The instant the rift opened, they adjusted midair and touched down clean—steady, controlled.
"Tearing space…?!"
The Flamekin's faces turned ugly, disbelief flashing through the line.
Only someone above Stage SSS should even be able to do that.
But in this world… how could a Stage SSS+ powerhouse exist?
The people of Clearford City, meanwhile, just stood there blankly. They didn't understand what that entrance meant. They only knew one thing:
It looked ridiculously cool.
Then they recognized a few familiar silhouettes.
And the whole crowd shook.
"It's Fallen Star City!"
"Fallen Star Squad—Fallen Star Squad came to save us!"
"Thank God… we're saved!"
