Behind her was a shockingly beautiful woman with long, black hair and eight wings extended from her back. She stared at the woman's figure with sadness and desperation.
Not far from here was an old man. He stared at the woman as well, except his eyes showed mixed emotion. He seemed to be thinking about doing something but couldn't bring himself to do it.
"Goddess," Lawrend uttered.
His voice caught the attention of the three. Due to his increased strength, he arrived at this place without making any noise or changes in the surrounding mana.
"Lawrend…"
The Goddess turned and faced Lawrend. Half of her face was missing, and he could see the flesh inside, which slowly corroded into sand and dust before vanishing.
As soon as Lawrend saw the state of her body, he understood what happened.
