After walking for few more minutes and having beaten countless packs of creatures, they finally reached the dwelling where John resided when he was reigning that land.
"Here we are," John said, in a murmur. His gaze traveled toward his mansion that was almost unrecognizable. It had been fully destroyed and on the few remaining pieces of walls that surrounded the dwelling were written insults with blood.
John shook his head, "this is my reward for having kept peace for so long?" he pointed at the writings.
The sage took a long breath, facepalming his face in disappointment, "they don't know what they are doing and are too eccentric and power-driven to understand the consequences of their actions."
