Ryan blinked back into Impr city, still engulfed in black charcoal flames. His body was half submerged in mud.
It was as though he went in and back in time, traveling through different worlds in an instant.
Yet, he was sadly half unconscious through it all, if not for that.
He would have been able to stop the catastrophic event of being rolled into a bun by Amera. Ryan closed his palm and struggled to stand up.
By some point in time, which he only vaguely remembered, he was again rolled in multiple layers of clothes.
"haaa..." He let out a prolonged sigh and started taking off his clothes one by one until he was left with a pair of sports pants and painfully multiple layers of wrapped bandages.
While he was taking off those bandages, the black fire was crawling all over him. Immediately, monsters moved out of the darkness. And by relying on his vision, he could see both mana and radiation intertwined in their bodies.
