The reaper was ever at Celica's side, but as the days passed by something always seemed amiss. At last a year had elapsed, and the day came when the young woman's life should have been extinguished. Yet there Celica stood, feet planted firmly on the ground, continuing to protect the princess from harm. She looked as vivacious as ever and possessed the same courageous spirit... though whether the reaper had become a source of strength for Celica, of that even it was unsure.