Chapitre 127: Dojo's Ruins

Felicia stopped in her tracks, taking heavy breaths.

Her chest began to heave up and down as she bit on her lower lip.

They arrived at her mother's fencing dojo!

However, the once-beautiful Dojo was now in shambles. Its walls had crumbled and the roof caved in. The wooden floor was now torn and on the verge of collapsing.

The walls surrounding the dojo were partially destroyed and dried blood could be found wherever one looked. The lush dojo yard was now destroyed, the land uneven and loose soil thrown around everywhere.

It would not require much for someone to tell that a big battle had happened in the dojo.

'But why does it look like several centuries have passed? This building seems to have aged by a few hundred years, or Felicia's mother likes it old and dusty…well, whatever.'

The faded and tattered banners displayed the fencing dojo's name and its motto. They fluttered weakly in the breeze, barely held in place by the remains of the walls.