The war portrait was gone!
Standing about 12 metres from the platform, Lee was vigilant of any sudden changes. If anything adverse occurs, he was ready to turn around and disappear into the water.
Crumble!
A cloud of dust rose from the platform and the portrait had crumbled into tiny bits. The delicate pinnacle of intricate stone carving was reduced to rubbles with a slight disturbance.
[I think that little axe was a keystone.]
'You think? After seeing what just happened, you think?'
A blank expression covered Lee Shen's face as he uttered in his mind. His eyes maintained the sharpness and his heart was drumming a little faster than normal.
The grey coloured cloud stayed suspended in the air for a few minutes without any significant change. Then, it quickly settled within 5 seconds. It was like turning off an old noisy car engine.
