Ichiro slowly sneaked and entered the front lounge, which was in ruins with the broken ceiling and rock debris littering the ground.
A small shimmer of light escaped the broken windows.
''The night is over...'' He murmured and understood the impact of this night. It will change the world, and it won't be in a good direction.
He didn't hear any noises, but it didn't reduce his seriousness even a little bit.
''Interface...'' He muttered under his breath and pressed Inventory; he planned to grab the Spearless but didn't see it anywhere.
''Eh?'' Ichiro facepalmed and turned around to look at the corridor where he came from.
He had to move stealthily, trying not to make any noise during his walk in the corridor, and now he has to go back?
''I forgot Spearless... Damn it.'' He was about to start making his way back, but then System interrupted.
[Spearless is not in Damio anymore]
