"We don't fully understand it ourselves," Dia murmured, her voice heavy with a quiet uncertainty. "We can only make a guess. Perhaps it's because Nina and I were born with… well, as the Watcher would put it, an exceptionally deep bond between us. The stronger the bond, the greater the amplification when fate is transferred. If an ordinary person can only receive a fraction of what an Unattached possesses, then we might be able to receive tenfold of Nina's."

She closed her eyes for a brief moment, a bittersweet smile touching her lips. "Even now, when I close my eyes, I can still picture Nina as a child, covered in dirt. Maybe it's precisely because of that bond that we were chosen by the Witch to become the Gospel's First and the Unattached."

Dia exhaled slowly, the weight of their past pressing down on her. "That's why we had to escape...