"Now that the demonic sword has been destroyed, we can finally step into the afterlife…" The elderly man gazed at Jacob.
A faint smile spread across his face as he slowly vanished into thin air.
To think that transient greed could even annihilate an entire sect! A sigh escaped from Jacob's lips.
Jacob then made his way out, only to find that Frazier was no longer in the same spot waiting for him.
Helpless, Jacob took the same path back on his own. In the meantime, Frazier was sitting around in the ancient ruins, looking devastated.
"I think we should head back. I still need to think of a way to tell the news to those women waiting at the hotel. That guy's too zealous for his own good. He knew the ladies were all waiting for him, yet he never learned to cherish any of them. Some nerve he had to bludgeon: his way in. What a foolish, suicidal move," he remarked to Griffin and the others..
