Talon who previously stood outside of the camp, gazing at the destruction before him, decided to walk into the middle of the now-destroyed camp.
The camp that was once used by the tyrant of Dein, Zachary was now in ruins, engulfed by the eerie glow of the lingering green flames.
Dead bodies lingered on the ground.
A large number of these were directly slain… murdered by Talon and Thorn, just for a piece of information, they took the lives of around thirty people.
The other dead bodies were slaughtered by the Revenant, someone way stronger and more brutal than the two of them were.
"What a monster."
Talon said out loud, as he couldn't take his eyes off of the destruction caused by both them and the Revenant.
Before he could begin his trek back to the old man's inn to rejoin the others, a subtle sound caught Talon's attention.
It came from behind the tallest green flame, shrouding the area from view.
