Silence, after the enemy, attacked Newter unprepared.
The once longing and scenic view were now filled with craters, broken trees, and dead bodies littering the ground.
A loud thud hit the ground, all eyes gazing at the purple lighting showering the base of the hill.
Gogmurch and Napond stood a good far distance from each other. Sometimes, Gogmurch could not hold himself from smirking as his green rounded eyes glancing at Napond. Who would have thought that the captor now fought together with his slave?
Ned stood with blood running under his mask. The Kurashinpi was almost half-broken, showing pale skin underneath. Silk Road tattered on both sides. Tore from fighting. Both his magical items were too slow to fix themselves. It was to be expected since Ned's Mana was down to a hundred. A little more, and he would, once again, Mana Burned.
