Kapitel 205: Soul Tracking

Ambrose slowly put his swords away and turned away from the two dead White Inquisitors.

'I suppose I have grown stronger.' He thought while remembering the humiliation he received at the hands of the White Inquisitors.

At his current state, he believed he would be able to defeat them.

He was still not confident about facing the Brown Inquisitors, but he felt like he wasn't too far away.

After leaving the dead White Inquisitors behind, he stepped through the entrance of Yatagarasu, arriving at the desolate streets.

The buildings were razed to the ground, and smoke still lingered in the air.

It wasn't raining, but the mist made visibility incredibly poor.

He could barely make out the faint outline of what used to be a bustling city.

Ambrose trotted into the mist, tapping his finger against the sword hilt while looking around the destroyed part of the city.