Chapter 79
The next day, a faint warm golden light from the bright morning sun pierced through the grime-streaked window, illuminating the entire room.
The room was a literal embodiment of destruction, with shards of obsidian ice that had fully melted into strangely clear, stagnant puddles on the floor that looked no different from the puddle of normal ice.
Clothes that were currently left hanging around the entire place as if a level five hurricane had just hit the place. Even the once proud desk that had accompanied him for years, now lay broken beyond human comprehension.
And as for the duo responsible for this mess, they were currently lying on the bed, with the woman snuggled deeply into the man's chest, while the man would occasionally let out small grumbling noises while occasionally covering his eyes from the stinging rays of morning sun.
