บท 170: Something Powerful [Part 1]

At the outskirts of the castle, right in front of the small bridge that linked the castle region to the abandoned town, two groups stood opposite each other.

The sky was getting dim and both moons carved out a crescent shape, arching against each other.

This filled the entire region with an almost celestial glow.

Shards of grey light illuminated the decrepit roofs of several edifices. The visage for this moment was almost iconic.

Perhaps it was because even the elements of the environment themselves reckoned the beginning of the reign of a mighty being.

In front of one group was a tall, slender boy with black wavy hair and emotionless eyes.

He was standing opposite a brawny, brown-skinned guy with blue hair—who was grinning at him.

He, on the other hand, seemed to be lost in the moment. He seemed to be more in his head than present at this gathering.

The brown-skinned guy folded his arms, causing his muscles to roll like cords.