In all his rage and subsequent emotional excitement, Ryu had actually almost missed something so fascinating.
At this moment, the land around where he and Yaana stood had been eviscerated. Purple lightning flames were still dancing about in a donut shape around them and the snow had melted into a steaming hotbed of water that was giving off billowing fog.
The combination of Ryu's emotional state and this fog almost caused Ryu to miss that there was actually something that managed to survive his rage fueled tirade.
With a wave of his hand, a large corpse shot out from the steaming waters and fell before the two of them. It only took a look for Ryu to recognize the beast corpse, and even then, he couldn't help but be stunned.
"A Bear God corpse? Where the hell would you find something like this?"
Ryu frowned, looking toward Yaana.
"Where were these people from?"
"The Necromancy Guild."
"And they didn't wear masks?"
