A hand appeared from the ground, reaching out towards the sky.
At that moment, a figure covered in light blue soil emerged from the ground with an exhausted expression on his face.
It took him many hours in the world of souls to dig out, and now he was completely exhausted mentally.
'I can't… keep this up…'
Ambrose stood up and started dragging his feet behind him as he slowly made his way towards the town.
As he neared it, he was thrown out of the world of souls, and the world turned to the same, ordinary speed.
The black smoke again sped up and swirled around the jungle as it headed straight to the town.
Ambrose limped down the street, and he didn't see Moriarty anywhere.
'I need to hide immediately; hopefully the black smoke doesn't completely destroy these buildings or there is no place to hide!'