The land of desolation, where even dying was a privilege, welcomed a new entity.
Flying through the sky, a gigantic white whale with six pairs of winged fins finished off the group's last hopes.
The giant crossed the sky, like a ghost.
All the remaining emissaries stopped struggling, looking at this promise of a dire destiny.
The giant opened a large mouth filled with teeth and uttered a shrill song, making the burning city vibrate.
In response to the song, everyone's view blurred.
They groaned in pain, holding their head.
A white foam then formed on the ground, gradually spreading everywhere.
On her knee, Agharita watched the white death coming closer, she was resigned to die, her head lowered.
"I told you to run!" Candace grabbed her by the collar and jumped.
On their side, Elizabeth and Peters were side by side.
Elizabeth, her sword lowered, looked at Fafnir spreading his gigantic wings and then at the whale.
