Nemurin hurriedly repaired the dent in the ground and made all the stuff that had scattered about dissolve into the air before following the Alice in black.
"So it wasn't a dream that'd end with her death, huh? That's not a bad thing, but...what kinda dream is this, then?"
Before long, Alice spotted the back of the magical girl in white [Snow White]. Alice had been running so hard and still had never been able to catch up, but maybe now the girl in white was tired, too...or not. Alice still couldn't get any closer.
"You can do it! A little farther! Just a bit more!" Nemurin called.
The Alice in black threw out her arm, and at the point when she'd be able to touch the girl in white if she just reached a little farther, she slipped and fell forward. At this speed, even a little stumble was a disaster. She rolled, breaking trees, striking boulders, and gouging the earth, until, beaten to a pulp, she lay on her side and stopped. Nemurin looked over to see that behind them was some kind of sea turtle lumbering along. That was what she'd tripped over.
—Volume 10, Page 183