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With nothing to protect, she focused on rushing down.

For one person and one horse, as long as the moonlight reached, it was enough.
For one person and one horse, it didn't matter if she lost her balance a little.
For one person and one horse, she wouldn't mind tumbling a bit.

With nothing to protect, Coai single-mindedly rushed down.

With no clouds overhead, the yellowish moonlight illuminated the horse's feet.
Besides the light, only the panting of the running horse and the sound of its hooves echoed through the mountains.

The twinkle of pale blue stars, Coai's quiet breathing... these faint presences were drowned out.

Coai rode her horse with a calm demeanor, steadily descending the mountain.
Her state of mind was completely different from when she had headed to the bridge with Snow and climbed the mountain on the other side.
Because here, she didn't feel that... that irresistible heat, that torment that made her want to writhe, that numbness that felt like it would burn...

However, the moment she thought about it... Coai's heart, which should have been focused, fell into slight disarray.

I made her worry, but my fever... seems to have completely subsided.
Is this... because her figure, her voice, her scent, her touch, her gaze... her very presence, isn't here...?
The scenery I saw with her on the bridge, the words we exchanged, the warmth that came from her... her words and memories are always within me.
Does that mean that with just those, even if it's warm... I can remain calm?
When those things mix with her clearly felt presence... will I become... l-like that... again?