A large portion of the wall was brought down.
Multiple pieces of rubble fell to the ground.
With each piece of rubble breaking as it hit the ground, Mark's body shuddered.
"When I say no Underlings..." Zephyr slowly turned around to face him once more. "It means no Underlings."
Mark opened his mouth, but no words came out.
He stared through the hole in the wall, but nothing could be seen.
What had happened? He did not know.
Had someone been hit? He did not know.
If someone had been hit then who? He did not know.
Seconds earlier, the Spear was approaching.
The Spear that was synonymous with Death.
Death was approaching him.
But she protected him from it.
And now...
Mark clenched his teeth.
'I-'
Before he could even start the thought, something appeared through the hole.
Something appeared on the other side of the Boss Room.
