A devastated Landscape—one that stretched on for several miles.
That was the sight that would greet anyone who saw the current state of the Eastern Kingdom's Royal Capital.
The fallen soldiers and golems littered the ground like debris while smoke and exhaust filled the air.
Hovering right above all of this chaos and destruction was a blonde figure who donned a white coat while calmly surveying the scene.
Yeah, that blonde was me.
I glanced in the direction of the Outers, who kept gawking at me with a mix of reverence and relief. Neron in particular had an expression of surprise on his face which I found somewhat amusing. However, too much of that reverent expression wasn't very good for me.
I glanced in the direction of the enemies—Jared and Jane—who were now rendered helpless.