บท 230: Living Legend

*Boom!*

A thunderous explosion rocked the surroundings, sending shockwaves through the air. Clouds of dust billowed up, veiling the scene in a suffocating haze. Slowly, as the dust began to settle, the soldiers stood frozen, their eyes wide with disbelief, their jaws agape. In stark contrast, the mercenaries let out derisive snorts, their expressions smug and unaffected.

As the dust cleared, a sliver of light pierced through the darkness, casting an ethereal glow upon the valley below. It revealed the figure of Vesta, standing tall and resolute, his right hand gripping a gleaming sword pointed skyward, while his left hand was raised in a commanding gesture.

Beside him, a massive boulder lay broken, cleaved in two, its shattered pieces propped against a towering rock. It stood as a testament to the immense power Vesta possessed.