The sun had risen from the eastern horizon after the dust had completely cleared, revealing the devastated state of the village in some areas.
Because of the shockwave launched by Renxian, the fires were also extinguished, making the villagers gather the remaining items.
Niara was seen looking down languidly there, right at the crater where Renxian and Siuxa were originally standing, finding a white-colored cloth that was left there.
The scrap of cloth was recognizable to Niara as she began to feel it, examining the fabric, and finding an engraving that she could deduce with confidence that it belonged to Siuxa.
"Why did you leave me?" she bewailed, tears about to well up.
The brown-haired Weishi with damaged armor approached her, not wanting to disturb the woman but there was a matter he had to say. "Your Highness, there are many disciples of the Wisteria Sect that we found in the field, what should we do about them?"
