Chapter 176
The airship Zom tore through the skies at blistering speed—covering miles in mere seconds—but to Han, it still felt unbearably slow. Time crawled. His thoughts raced faster than any vessel ever could.
After about an hour, they crossed into the Northern Continent. The ship pressed forward, cutting through clouds and tension alike. A heavy silence hung over the crew. No one spoke. Everyone wore the same grave expression.
Ronan, now fully healed, stood near a window, his eyes drifting toward Han's stiff back. He could feel the storm brewing inside him. They all could.
He sighed inwardly. A part of him felt helpless—useless in the face of such overwhelming devastation. But more than anything… he felt guilt. If only they hadn't come for him... If they hadn't left Serenya behind, maybe none of this would've happened.
Then, suddenly—
"I'm going ahead," Han said coldly.
Before anyone could respond, he vanished—teleporting without hesitation.
