The war is over...
"It would be great if we could wait for that day."
Reid couldn't help but mutter to himself, picturing scenes of peace. However, everyone was still stuck in the quagmire of war, and nobody knew when they could clean themselves up.
Just then, an ominous premonition flashed across his mind. He suddenly frowned and, as if guided by an unseen force, looked toward the line checking outsiders.
A traveler, looking dusty and weary, was acting suspiciously, reaching into his pocket, while everyone else ignored his presence.
"That person is suspicious!"
In an instant, a Thunder Spear materialized in Reid's hand, and he threw it out in less than a second. The suspicious person barely had time to react before the Thunder Spear had pierced the skin on his chest.
"Boom!"
The lightning engulfed the man in the blink of an eye, and the explosive thunder scattered the crowd, drawing the attention of the entire camp.
