บท 104: The Leave

The sun was slowly rising from the ground, welcoming a new day.

There was a place where smoke was rising around the walls.

Where a bunch of supposed-to-be green grass was being burned.

Where a scene of the devastation took place.

There was one lone young man with a mask on his face, with his body tattered, his clothes burned, and his sword stabbed to the ground; he was breathing heavily while trying to grab a potion from his ring.

Around him was nothing but destruction.

The grass was cut, revealing the soil underneath….

The tree was cut, really showing the strength of the attack.

The dark clouds that were formed in the sky were slowly scattering.

And there was a man with his chest cut, with his breaths stopped.

A cloud of black smoke was rising from his body.

/GULP/

A sound of gulping was heard.

The boy gulped a potion he brought out from his ring.