Chapitre 49: The False King

Kael blinked slowly at first. He saw the dark clouds dissipating from the gray sky, then the pale silhouette of the sun struggling to bring its light to the ground.

"Ugh..."

First, he turned over, then he tried to get up with the support of his arms. While thinking about what had happened, he looked around.

He was in the center of town. The clothes he was wearing looked somehow... burnt. But they were also wet. Not only his clothes, but the whole town was wet when he looked at it now. It was as if it had rained for hours, hard and heavy, faster than he had ever seen in his life.

But that was not all. Some houses had collapsed, some were literally... smoothly cut. There were a few bodies around, either drowned or killed with the same smoothness as the buildings.

His eyebrows furrowed, his eyes squinted for a moment. And then... he froze.

'Ah...'