Momoko looks at herself in the reflection of her blade, a white aura protruding from her eyes. "Like the mythical weapons you created, I noticed something when facing the opponents that wielded them. Their power and destructiveness were based on the person's emotions. You could say that many of the aspects of this world are subjugated by one's characteristics and inner feelings."
Ursula attempts to take a step forward but falters to her knees with a cough, she raises her hand up to her mouth and looks down at the blood glistening in her palm. She then looks forward to Momoko with an enraged glare as she pulls herself up to the ground with trembling knees.
"I believe that essence and sects, and the power of the goddesses is also controlled by one's ego. If you don't have full certainty of yourself, then your competence starts to dwindle." Momoko states while walking forward.
