Chapitre 515: Nightmarish Ensnarement

"Emilia!" 

He yelled out, opening the window, but he could hardly focus on his own voice as the distorted faces that made up the horizon continued to heckle him from the depraved heavens. 

What's going on? I closed my eyes for a second…so why? He thought. 

After rushing through the inn, looking for his companion and finding no trace of her, he left through the entrance, finding himself on the gloomy streets of the hell-turned capital. 

It was completely different from the oceanic, serene space he walked through before: the stone-paved streets were etched in blood and soot, houses were set ablaze, and screams, belonging to women and children alike, rang out through the city. 

Am I dreaming? He asked himself. 

He wanted to believe as much, but as the smoke filled his lungs, smelling the abhorrent stench of flesh burning, it all felt too real.