Soon after, Avion stood in fear. He was at the edge of his own doing, the canyon. He was currently in the middle of the Trading-Hills Capital again. However, things were so different now.
Everywhere he looked, there are only fragments and remnants of the old capital. There are no more bustling roads, cheery moods, and noises of the merchants.
Avion was hit with a short nostalgia and surrealism at the same time.
"I destroyed the one who did this?" he then looked at the smooth canyon, "And I did this..."
"But... I feel like I can do more."
Despite feeling this strange premonition, Avion just shrugged his shoulders. He looked towards where Dragonian Sheran and the other two Rank Es Elementalists are.
It was only been a few minutes since they began. However, the result was long been determined.
