Standing on the distant roof was the figure of two people that Salazar could recognize even in his dreams. These were the people who were his idol. They were the ones who had saved him when he was young. The two people were none other than Zale and Clarisse.
Both of them looked at the crowd on the streets, slightly confused as if they were trying to figure out why they were there and what had happened. They didn't recognize most of the people on the street either. In fact, they didn't recognize even a single person.
After observing for a few seconds, they turned around and started walking back.
"Milena!" Salazar yelled, but his voice was drowned in the celebration. He started running towards Milena, having no option.
As he reached Milena, he stopped. "Milena, hurry up! We need to get to that roof!"
"Why? What's there?" Milena asked. "Did you see Lucifer?"
