Lyon was at the top of the massive rubbles with his arms crossed. His fresh azure cloak was fluttering its life off of his shoulders. The impact from his fist left the identity of Alchemy Union to dust.
He let out a heavy snort before he stepped into the air and fell with a T-pose. His black hair fluttered in midair before he landed his two feet on the ground with a thud.
Everyone immediately turned their head over. This was the very same man that had come to Alchemy Union yesterday. He came with a blast of attention, now, he descended from the ruins of the First Hall.
"So that's how it goes," said Mavis after he finished explaining what had transpired. With his meddling in this issue, the live witnesses were being put on a bridge of decision.
