Smoke and dust slowly spread through the sky.
The aftermath of that massive explosion still lingered in the air. The ground was cracked, buildings had collapsed, and what was once part of the Goblin Guild's territory had now turned into a burned and shattered ruin.
Out of all those massive structures, only a few main palaces were still standing, and even they were covered in deep scars.
A heavy silence filled the area.
Then the sound of footsteps.
From within the smoke, a figure slowly walked forward.
"…Impossible." Jason's eyes widened.
He saw something he couldn't believe. For a moment, he even thought he was hallucinating.
Daniel.
Completely alive.
His body had wounds, parts of his clothes were burned, and his breathing was slightly heavier than before… but he was alive. Standing. And his gaze… was still the same cold and dangerous one.
Then he laughed.
"Hah… hah… that's it?"
A loud, open laugh filled with mockery.
His voice echoed through the ruins.
