The sun was still up in the sky when the association clean-up team arrived at the scene.
There were sixteen people, and all of them were looking around amazed…
The captain let out a few words:
"What the hell happened here"
And all the other also asked themselves the same thing.
There were signs of countless explosions, and the buildings in the surrounding area had been completely razed to the ground, but what was even stranger was that apart from the body of a young boy with his throat slit, lying on the concrete, no other carcass was found at the scene…
Hans's spells had completely melted down to ash all the other attackers.
A few dozen meters from that place, inside a building without any electrical lights, a young man with black hair and a white dress was sitting with his legs crossed, he was leaning backwards a little, but he soon fell forward as he coughed up blood, staining the wooden floor in front of him.
