28th September, Year 714 A.G.
[06:34am]
The night was gone and the darkness was gone, giving way to the dim lighting that Leon already became used to for the past 4 months, drenching the world in a state of perpetual evening due to the distant neon storms in the sky.
Laying on the ground, wheezing, still bloodied all over and in a world of pain, he looked at the distant battle between Ren Nora and Sylvari.
'I-it's my fault,' Leon gritted his teeth.
'I was too arrogant'. He clenched his fists but even that simple action put him in a whole world of pain, his entire body was aching.
It was a miracle that he was still conscious.
At this moment, despite his current pain, his greatest fear was Director-Prime Epsilon and Murphy both making an appearance to gang up on Ren Nora.
He gritted his teeth. 'F*ck, I messed up!'
But reality didn't care about his feelings.
