Of course, Lumine was only ranting.
She didn't actually care that much about her stolen spotlight.
Compared to that, she was far more interested in Barbara's new weapon.
"Paimon, Barbara's weapon looks super fun!"
"Imagine using that thing in a real fight—wouldn't that be amazing?"
As she spoke, Lumine's imagination began drifting…
A packed coliseum.
A fierce bounty competition.
Spectators cheering.
And she—holding an AK-47 blessed by the heavens—
No, wait! Random elements are unreliable.
It would be way more fun if she could choose the element.
Then she'd dominate the entire arena.
Claim the grand Primogem prize.
Hehehe…
Lumine couldn't help but grin as she fantasized.
But then—
"Traveler? Traveler? Hey! Lumine?"
"Lumine! Are you okay?"
The voice startled her back to reality.
Seeing Paimon's anxious little face, she blurted out:
"W-Where are my Primogems?!"
"…Primogems?"
"What Primogems?"
"Did you just wake up from a dream?"
Paimon tilted her head in confusion—
but her tiny hands instinctively moved behind her back.
Was… her secret stash discovered?
Lumine didn't notice Paimon's guilt-ridden expression.
Looking around, she found nothing but wilderness.
No arena.
No tournament.
No Primogems.
"So it really was a fantasy…"
She sighed and waved a hand.
"Let's keep moving, Paimon."
"Mm!"
[Public Chat]
Victoria: Miss Barbara is amazing!
Lawrence: As expected—medicine can't save Mondstadt, the Sky AK-47 is the true path!
Albert: Go, Lady Barbara!
…
[Supernal Chat Group]
Amber: Thank goodness—Barbara's alright. I almost fainted.
Kaeya: Someone must've helped her.
Nilou: Not only is she fine, she's beating Stormterror by herself!
Nahida: This scene looks familiar… Isn't this originally the Traveler's moment from the light curtain?
Lumine: Yes!! First my reputation gets destroyed by Barbara's "video," and now she's stealing my future highlight too! I'm suffering here!!
Jean: I'm very sorry. I'll compensate you for this.
Lumine: Ahem. I was just joking. Make it a combined compensation package for later.
Paimon: …
Ayaka: …
Barbara: …
Everyone could only think one thing—
Yup. She's definitely the "shameless Traveler."
But they were used to it by now.
Above Mondstadt
Ordinary people couldn't join a battle in the sky.
But Barbara didn't need help anyway.
After the barrage of elemental bullets, Stormterror was exhausted.
This tiny woman with a terrifying gun—
He couldn't withstand her pace.
It didn't threaten his life,
but if this continued, things would turn dangerous.
Stormterror let out a miserable roar.
He had to run.
If he escaped the encirclement,
the dragon crisis would simply repeat… endlessly.
On Mondstadt's streets
Jean watched the light curtain closely.
Seeing Stormterror falter, she knew—
Now.
The perfect moment.
She messaged immediately:
[Jean:@Barbara Barbara, don't let him get away. Otherwise the crisis will continue.]
[Jean:@Barbara Can you restrain him for a short moment?]
Barbara narrowed her eyes at the distant dragon.
Because she held a Hydro Vision,
most of her random bullets had been Hydro during the fight.
Stormterror was drenched.
If she could now get Cryo bullets…
She could freeze him.
That would restrain him—just long enough.
Barbara pressed her palms together, took a deep breath, and prayed earnestly:
"Light Curtain-sama,
Lord Barbatos,
and Lady Klee—
please let the next bullets all be Cryo!"
She opened her eyes sharply.
Took a cool, stylish firing stance.
Bang!
A bullet streaked out.
A frosty breath trailed behind it—
Cryo!
Barbara's eyes sparkled.
No time to celebrate—she emptied round after round.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
All Cryo.
The drenched dragon had no room to dodge.
With a final crack—
Stormterror froze into a massive ice sculpture.
Still flying,
still moving forward,
but unable to change direction.
Perfect.
"Big sister!!"
Barbara shouted from the sky.
"Beautifully done!"
Jean's lips curved into a firm smile.
She didn't even need the light curtain to see—
Stormterror was about to pass directly over her position.
The freeze would last seconds at best—
But that was enough.
Jean inhaled deeply.
Her expression sharpened.
She drew the holy sword, holding it with both hands.
Sensing its master's determination,
the Sword of Promised Victory began to shine.
Jean slowly closed her eyes.
From all over Mondstadt—
corners, streets, rooftops—
golden motes of light lifted into the air.
Like a rain of gold—falling upward.
The points streamed toward Jean,
gathering into the sword.
In the dim skies,
the holy radiance was blindingly bright.
"So much power…"
Lisa, watching beside her, was awestruck.
The magic pouring from that sword was overwhelming.
Jean had truly obtained a treasure beyond compare.
People watching from every nation were stunned.
The power was ready.
Jean controlled the holy blade—
not to kill,
but to knock Stormterror unconscious.
That alone would be enough to save him.
She opened her eyes.
Looked up at the frozen dragon passing above.
Held the sword tight—
And roared:
"EX—Curry Beam!!!"
With her shout, the Sword of Promised Victory erupted.
A golden beam shot forth—
then expanded into a colossal pillar of light.
It was like the dawn breaking through an eternal night,
tearing across the heavens,
rushing toward Stormterror.
The entire world seemed to brighten.
At that moment,
the ice around Stormterror shattered—
he regained control.
But he also sensed death approaching.
Even in his corrupted state, he understood—
Another terrifying woman?!
Why are there so many terrifying women in Mondstadt?!
He tried to flee.
Too slow.
BOOOOOM!!!
A thunderous explosion shook the entire city.
Stormterror was knocked unconscious instantly.
A swirl of green Anemo energy appeared, catching his falling body,
carrying him safely outside the city.
The golden beam, however, did not stop.
It speared upward—
piercing through the black clouds—
shattering them.
And for the first time since the battle began—
sunlight returned to Mondstadt.
Blue sky.
White clouds.
Peace—
restored.
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