Chapitre 98: Traces

Arriving at the edge of the cliff where Lassim was last known to be, Hallen and his team were met with a scene of eerie destruction. 

The earth itself told the tale of the struggle that had taken place: the ground was etched with scorch marks, the blackened earth weaving a pattern of tendrils etched across the ground—a clear signature of Lassim's desperate unleashing of his lightning abilities in what must have been a ferocious defense.

Just a few steps away, the cliffside itself bore witness to the immense forces that had been at play. A massive section of the rock face was violently carved out, leaving a jagged void where stone once solidly existed. 

The edges of this newly formed crater were not merely broken; they seeped with a dark, viscous substance that ebbed slowly. This sinister residue pulsated with a dark energy, emitting faint remnants of the signature abyssal energies.