The white light slowly dispersed. The entire area was engulfed in silence. Not a single tree, greenery, or sign of life remained. Everything lay flat, as if reduced to ashes. The ground was riddled with deep cracks, and in some places, steam was still rising. Ryo stood motionless in the midst of the silence.
At that moment, he felt a ripple of energy in the air. The ground trembled once more. First, a faint light appeared, then quickly grew into a radiant purple shield. From within the shield, four silhouettes emerged. Three of them wore black masks. However, the fourth figure was different. Clad in a black hood, their face was completely hidden in shadows. It was impossible to discern their features, but their demeanor was far more relaxed than the others.
Ryo fixed his gaze on the hooded figure and spoke in a calm voice:
"So, the snake's head finally shows itself, huh? I take it you're the leader of the Faceless Gang."