Robin watched everything unfold beside Dongfang Qiqing.
A look of surprise appeared on her face, though she said nothing. Quietly, she took a photo, planning to send it to Sunday later so he could see it.
"We need to go to this location. Can you take us there?"
Dongfang Qiqing pointed to the target on the map on her phone and showed it to Vanguard 482976.
"Command received.
Scanning all nearby usable equipment…"
The Vanguard began running a series of complex processes. Neither Dongfang Qiqing nor Robin disturbed it, allowing it to operate on its own.
"Adjusting solution parameters for the fragile biological characteristics of organic lifeforms…"
"Generating operational plan…"
"Plan generated successfully."
"Running simulation…"
"Simulation complete. Passage is viable."
Dongfang Qiqing had a strange feeling.
After the Anti-Organic Equation had been overwritten, Vanguard 482976 seemed… much slower.
Nothing like the efficient machines described in the Corporation's records.
Even compared to the dramatic moment when it first activated the Anti-Organic Equation earlier, the difference was obvious.
"Executing Plan One."
The metallic structure that had housed Vanguard 482976 suddenly began to transform.
Nearby scattered fragments of metal—war debris and broken equipment—were also pulled into the process.
Structures shifted.
Components merged.
Within a single minute, the mass of metal reshaped itself into a large aircraft.
It wasn't streamlined in appearance, but the internal space was enormous, and its design looked surprisingly refined.
Dongfang Qiqing and Robin boarded the aircraft together.
Under the control of 482976, the vessel flew smoothly to Lin Yi's location.
Meanwhile—
Dikala was still repeating the same action over and over again: throwing his spear.
No other moves.
Just endlessly repeating ineffective attacks.
The dream that Zhili had been weaving hadn't even been needed yet.
But now—
It finally had a purpose.
By triggering the dream all at once, they could immobilize Dikala while giving Robin a home-field advantage.
After all, Penacony itself was a dream realm saturated with memetic substance.
Robin should feel perfectly comfortable in such an environment.
Turning the battlefield into her stage was hardly a waste.
"Miss Robin, I'll leave the rest to you."
Lin Yi spoke calmly.
"I will ensure that no external force harms you."
"But entering his inner world and performing resonance tuning—
that is something I cannot assist with."
"If things become impossible, withdraw immediately. Your safety comes first. Everything else is secondary."
"I understand, Mr. Lin Yi."
Robin replied gently with a soft smile.
She turned her gaze toward Dikala.
"What an incredible amount of Path energy…"
"Although I don't know you, nor why you've become like this…"
"But if you lose control…"
"…this entire planet will likely suffer."
Though phrased as a question, her tone carried certainty.
She closed her eyes.
Tilting her head slightly, she listened.
Lin Yi and the others did not dare make a sound.
They simply waited quietly beside her.
Or rather—stood there quietly daydreaming.
(๑• . •๑)
After a moment—
Robin clasped her hands to her heart.
Her wings spread wide.
Harmony resonated naturally around her.
Lowering her head slightly, she spoke like a prayer:
"O soul of the Threefold Face,
please bow your head and hear my prayer.
I beg your mercy.
Let harmony descend upon this land.
Ease the suffering of living beings,
and bring order to these dissonant melodies."
Her gentle hymn spread across the entire planet.
Robin was not merely tuning Dikala.
She intended to tune every living being on this world.
For one moment—
She wanted everyone to understand one another.
If they could do that, even briefly—
The war might cease.
Peace might appear, if only for a moment.
If she was going to do this—
She would do it to the very limit.
But by her power alone, it would be impossible.
So Robin tried to borrow the strength of the Aeon of Harmony — Xipe, praying for the Aeon to cast their gaze upon this collective wish.
A prayer for peace.
"Ong—"
A deep, bell-like resonance echoed again.
Robin raised her right hand.
"Reveal yourself to me, as always…
All who possess…"
Suddenly—
Another harmony appeared from an unknown source.
It resonated perfectly with Robin's melody.
The two merged seamlessly.
"All who possess sight
share equal souls."
The line echoed twice.
Robin's heart filled with joy.
Perhaps it was her prayer earlier.
Perhaps it was because of what she was trying to do.
Far away—
In Penacony.
Sunday seemed to sense, through an unseen connection, that his sister had encountered difficulty.
That she needed help.
Through Harmony's nature—
the unity of thousands, the oneness of countless hearts—
Sunday stood alone in an empty place.
In silence.
He began conducting an orchestra that did not exist.
No notes floated through the air.
No applause followed his movements.
Yet Sunday remained immersed in the music.
Even after the final movement ended, his hands continued to move in the air for a long time before finally stopping.
At last, he lowered his arms.
He looked in the direction where Robin was.
Worry filled his gaze.
"Birds are born to long for the sky."
"And they should fly toward the heavens."
"If you wish to reach the sky…"
"Then I will become the hands that lift you upward."
"And if you fall—"
"Do not be afraid."
"Your brother will be there to catch you."
"Spread your wings and soar."
"I hope you are safe."
"Come home soon."
With Sunday's distant assistance—
Robin felt as if unseen hands had lifted her wings.
She rose effortlessly into the sky.
Those hands spared her the effort of beating her wings—
And shielded her from the chaos of countless distracting thoughts.
Sweat appeared on Robin's forehead.
Yet her expression was filled with joy.
Success was close.
The dissonant tones surrounding Dikala had already begun to align with Harmony's melody.
Only the deepest hidden note remained.
If she could erase that final discord—
The person before her would return to normal.
And thanks to Sunday's help, she would still have enough strength left to calm the war itself.
Though…
After this, she would likely need to rest for a very long time.
Seeing everything proceed smoothly, Lin Yi finally relaxed a little.
But suddenly—
Everything changed.
In the next moment, Lin Yi once again saw the strange scene that had previously seemed like an illusion.
But this time—
He saw it more clearly.
Black and white currents swirled like eternal yin and yang.
At the edge of the world's curtain, countless golden chains bound it tightly.
Thick golden chains formed a vast net.
Their origin led somewhere unknown.
On a grassy field filled with flowers—
The slightly drunken figure Lin Yi had seen before was still there.
But this time—
They were no longer intoxicated.
Instead—
They looked anxious, trying to shout something to Lin Yi.
Yet their voice seemed separated by two worlds.
Or perhaps carried across a vast empty void.
Lin Yi couldn't hear a single word clearly.