Koumyou shakes his head, carefully since his hair is being worked on.

"Even if Ukoku had a reason to use his sutra against a distant world like that, it was far too sloppy to be the Muten's work. We wouldn't be talking about it now. The train itself wouldn't exist -- the world was its home world."

And then, there had been Halo.

"The woman the five of us tried to rescue on Nion wouldn't have existed anymore, either, to tell the tale. Or if she had still existed, she certainly wouldn't have remembered her own home world."

The sutras don't leave scraps like that.

"But, even an imitation of a sutra is a considerable threat."