Above the sky of the exorcism sect, where dark tornadoes hurled with ashes flying around, the environment was grim with the sound of several explosions resonating through what had once been the premises of the sect, now turned into rubble, leaving behind none of its former existence.
'Using a rather peculiar method to make someone drink a healing potion,' Mialthara hovered in midair with her hunched back and narrowed eyes, looking down towards the forest ground where she could clearly see Kyle kissing the guild master of the ghost sect.
Finding it rather amusing as she, knowing well that Olea could not be saved, turned her gaze towards Princess Aleriana, who was in battle with the death beast.
