In a place where a lot of buildings could be seen, there was a lone young man walking.
He was holding a sword in his hand with his eyes scanning the place that was excluding the aura of death itself.
The place he was walking in was once a city that was filled with life.
There were people walking on the streets, children smiling, women chatting with each other, and men trying to sell the things they had produced.
/SWOOSH/
But now, the only thing that can be seen here is the term we call devastation.
/TOK/ /TOK/
And in the midst of this feeling of catastrophe, Callius suddenly stopped moving to face a man with a knight's armor over his body.
From the message he heard in his mind, the said was nothing but a monster anymore.
With his shield and a sword on his head, the knight stopped moving.
'Misbegotten Knight.'
