In the gloomy room, the purple-haired old man was closing his eyes lightly as if in a meditation, but his face wore a suffering expression that made him look vicious.
"Snap!"
On one of the purple-haired old man's fingers, a ring engraved with runes suddenly cracked open with a loud snap, fell to the ground and broken into pieces.
"Colton is dead?"
Immediately, a huge wave of change washed over the purple-haired old man's face. His body, which was initially somewhat stooped, instantly straightened up. His aged face contorted faintly as well, and a bleak air was exuded all over his body.
"Whoosh!"
An enormous gust of Wind Element rose around the purple-haired old man. He rapidly rushed out of the gloomy room, and behind him, a dim shape of a hulking Alchemy Creature, covered all over in a layer of silver armor was trailing behind…
…
"He's dead?"
