Kapitel 366: Last Stand; A King's Honor

"Iris…"

"Don't talk. You need to conserve your energy."

Though she tried to keep him from talking with her stern words, he didn't plan to stop as he gathered his breaths through his burning throat. 

"Iris. We're still in his domain. That's not normal, right…?" 

"Huh?...Wait, you're right. That must mean--"

Iris stopped short of finishing her words as both her and Ren looked towards the sight of the destruction as the smoke finally faded; standing tall still, though his armor was torn and burned away, the king stood. 

He wasn't in any better condition than Ren; drenched in blackened, corrupted blood with one of his arms torn from not only armor, but its skin as it laid limp at his side, drenched and useless. Even still, the king stood silently, wielding his treasured blade with one hand. 

"Straight out of a hero's tale," is what Ren thought, seeing the king of an old era, standing like an ancient tree embedded into the soil.