"Have we come in? Cough, cough—"
Reid coughed and covered his mouth, looking at the dust swirling in the field of view, "There's so much dust here."
The elusive smoke and dust floated in the sky, like a layer of dim fog, covering the entire world in a veil of gray, only the nearby scenery was visible.
"It should be." He Ao nodded lightly, put the photo into his pocket, and looked at the surrounding dust.
But before his voice had completely fallen, a wisp of smoke shot out from behind him, wrapping around him.
But his body seemed to be prepared; it retreated swiftly as if teleporting, then he drew the long spear from his back, leaping up and thrusting it at the smoke.
The crystal spearhead sliced through the undulating smoke, cutting open its surface like piercing flesh, and ripped out a huge wound.
Dust, like blood, gushed out from the smoke, spraying up into the sky and mingling with the gray dust of the world.
"Hoo—"
