When the smoke cleared, what everyone saw was the image of the Black Dragon lying motionless in a pool of blood.
The huge bloody hole in its eye socket was particularly frightening.
Covered in blood, Jude was holding the Holy Sword, crying like a child.
Ireya's gaze lingered on him for a few seconds before she shifted it anxiously, searching for another figure.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for her to spot that familiar black robe on the other side of the Dragon.
The figure was sitting on the grass, looking up at the night sky, seemingly lost in thought.
Seeing Li Yu still alive, the girl's anxious heart finally settled.
She then felt the weight of the armor on her body, having run only half the distance, her lungs felt like they weren't hers anymore, and her legs seemed as if filled with lead.
The warriors of the Arias family were all silent at that moment, as if petrified, still somewhat unable to believe everything that had happened before their eyes.
