Editing City Series:Volume6e Chapter6 (section)

===Part 2===

When Hazel heard Lowenzahn’s Text, she gasped and raised her voice.

“No way! She’s already activating her Ober Beweisen!?”

In lieu of a response, the dome grew brighter and the air shook.

Something was moving and that rumble was the answer to Hazel’s question.

She gulped and saw Berger click his tongue.

“Neue Erde is activating her Ober Beweisen early to prepare for the peak of the reversed power!” he said bitterly. “I bet she’s going to increase the power gradually and carefully instead of trying to do it all at once. That way she can prevent the anxiety from scattering Tristan’s Lives.” He took a breath and suppressed a slight tremor in his voice. “She’s planning to drag out her Ober Beweisen until the moment of ruin!”

Hazel realized what he meant and learned just how serious Lowenzahn was.

“She’s going to keep singing until the last moment?”

…''Because she’s looking past 3 AM and believes the wheel will keep turning.

And…

…''That means she thinks they can beat us!

That thought made her gulp.

Everything around her shook, but not because of a shockwave or quake. The shaking was in the very ether that traveled through the ley lines and formed all things.

For a moment, everyone felt out of sync with themselves.

“…!?”

Hazel suddenly looked to the ground below.

…''Eh?

She was supposed to be standing atop Tristan, but now she was in the sky.

Her field of view was unusually high and wide. She was looking down on the world from nearly a mile up.

She saw a river running through a forest below.

Two adjacent cities existed on the river’s sandbank.

A few of the houses had their lights on, revealing the shape of the walled cities in the night.

She realized something while viewing the cities.

“They look so old.”

The cities were made of stone and wood, like something in a medieval painting.

Her vision remained in the sky as she looked down at them.

But her senses told her that this was not just a false vision.

Her sense of sight picked up the lights and shadows, her sense of hearing picked up the sound of the wind, and her sense of smell picked up the scent of the river. It was all real.

She realized what those two cities had to be.

“This is Berlin’s past – when it was still a pair of fortress cities. That was in the 17th century, wasn’t it?”

She had seen Berlin like this in the German Lives’ memories found inside Berger.

She understood why she was seeing this moment from Berlin’s past.

…''The overloading has begun and the Spacetime Lives are being extracted in response.

The view of the cities vanished. The cities, the walls, and the buildings vanished like she was watching a film in reverse. The forest grew and the cities became villages.

History was playing out in reverse.

“Has the extraction of the Spacetime Lives begun!? Is it moving even further back than the 17th century!?”

Then the entire scene below her disappeared.

She gasped and found Tristan and the dome in front of her.

She could feel the sweat soaking her body.

She looked around to see Berger, Schweitzer, the Neue Kavaliers, and the soldiers were all motionless.

Confusion Lives hovered around them all. They were all holding their breaths and unsure if they should move.

Hazel realized they had all seen the same thing.

She gulped while focusing on something that bothered her.

She could no longer hear anything at all from Germania below.

Before, she had heard the many deep sounds of the battle being fought to support her, but all of that had vanished. She only heard the blowing of the wind.

“Did everyone down there see that too? No, I bet everyone in the world did.”

She felt nearly certain of that when another sound reached her: Tristan’s distorted pulse.

…''That means she really thinks we can’t stop her!

“We will stop you!”

Hazel raised her eyebrows and reflexively clenched her teeth.

She forcefully raised her head to view Lowenzahn above the door.

But Lowenzahn held her right hand to her left chest and did not look down at Hazel.

She kept her eyes on the sky. And just as Hazel was about to speak to her, her lips moved.

The pulse was like a deep drumbeat providing the tempo for her words.