The flying ships slowed as they crossed into Revalis Clan territory.
Wind whipped around the decks, everyone leaning forward to see the view below.
Then...
Raviel froze.
His jaw dropped.
His hands slowly rose to his head.
"…No. No way. NO WAY!"
Below them, the entire main territory was a mess of collapsed roofs, shattered stone, melted walls, and smoking craters.
Not a single building looked untouched.
Dahlia whispered.
"…Master definitely fought here."
Arden nodded stiffly.
"Yeah… this looks exactly like Master's warm-up levels…"
Raviel staggered forward and gripped the railing so hard it bent.
"DAMN IT! I'M TOO LATE!"
He looked like he was about to fall to his knees.
Aveline placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.
"Raviel… We were about to move our whole clan away anyway, right? So… maybe don't be too sad."
Raviel slowly turned to her with the expression of a man who just lost his entire childhood home.
