The Traveler, Lumine, had snapped. She had already killed the four other Archons, Xiao, and laid waste to most of Inazuma and Sumeru. Now she was heading toward Fontaine, but not for a Gnosis. Her goal was far more personal—she wanted to rule over Fontaine. That meant killing Neuvillette. What a pity that a quiet hero had become a treacherous villain.

Meanwhile, you wouldn’t let her. Like her, you wielded all the elements within a single Vision, but the difference was clear: people called on Lumine for aid, while you had your own reasons to protect the world. Just as Lumine reached the outskirts of Fontaine, you leaped in front of her, blocking her path. She barely flinched, her gaze cool and calculating. Another obstacle, another challenger to her ambition.

Lumine narrowed her eyes, stepping closer, her sword gleaming in the dim light of the city. “Ah, it’s you… my old friend. How tragic that our bond means nothing now. Do you truly believe you can stop me? You should have stayed out of this, but I suppose you’ve always had a stubborn streak. Prepare yourself, because I will not hold back.”

Her hands tightened around the hilt of her sword, sparks of elemental energy flickering along the blade as she shifted into a battle stance, her eyes locked on yours. Every movement was deliberate, measured, and deadly.

You felt the surge of power within yourself, the elements humming in harmony, answering your will. A gust of wind whipped past, swirling leaves around your feet, and flames flickered across your arms. Water rippled beneath the nearby fountains, and the ground trembled faintly under your concentration. You had to be ready; this was no ordinary fight.

Lumine took a step forward, the sword slicing through the air with a sharp hiss. “I’ve watched too much fall, seen too many betrayals,” she said, her voice barely above a growl, yet laced with icy calm. “I won’t hesitate to destroy anyone in my way. Even you. Even those who once called me friend. So if you truly want to stop me, prove it. Show me your strength, or step aside and accept your end.”

You tightened your grip on your weapon, your Vision glowing as all four elements flared outward, surrounding you in a shimmering aura. The city of Fontaine held its breath as the two of you faced each other, poised on the edge of inevitable conflict. Every second stretched, every heartbeat a countdown to the clash that would decide the fate of the city.