The entire Armament Guild was lit ablaze. While Ryu and Ryza had been distracted by their own matters, it might as well have been the case that a volcano had erupted.
The instant they stepped out of the Holy Battle Ground, it became very obvious to the both of them that going to see Supreme Blacksmith Wynhorn right this moment may very well not be possible.
A boisterous laughter boomed over the main Armament Guild city, a man wielding the skies like a spear standing tall and proud. He didn't seem to notice anyone around him at all, and yet he was easily the center of attention.
Ryza came to a full stop, her small hand still on Ryu's shoulder. When she looked up, her gaze flickered with surprise.
"… Aberardus…? That's…"
