Owen vibrated his angelic wings, sweeping across the sky like a beam of holy light, quickly arriving at a stone forest.
As soon as he arrived, Owen was hit by an overwhelming stench of blood, making him almost gag.
Looking down, he saw the stone forest stained red with chunks of flesh and shattered bones, resembling a gruesome slaughterhouse.
Upon closer inspection, the flesh and bones were all human organs, with tattered remnants of clothing— the signature black attire of the Nether Guard.
The air was still thick with lingering traces of agitated mana.
From this, Owen sensed the presence of the Nether Guard.
Clearly, there had just been a fierce battle between Carlos' men and Raina.
The shattered corpses left behind were in a horrendous state, dismembered and strewn everywhere.
Even though Owen had witnessed many bloody scenes, he couldn't help but breathe a little quicker, shocked by the sight before him.
