An attack method outside of what he knew, outside the areas he was familiar with, to Garen, this truly was a very troublesome matter.
Although he was not afraid of anything, and the Slaughtering Hand on both his hands had some effect, he still was not primed to deal with this.
"Just a split second’s time is enough to pull me into this dream, this ability really is very troublesome." Garen sat up straight.
Nothing else happened on the way back, and although Garen was constantly on high alert, nothing else out of ordinary occurred all the way until he reached home.
Several hours later, the large bus slowly arrived in Grano, the surroundings turning to lush green forests. Some places were already yellowing, it was autumn now, and there was the faint fragrance of fruit in the air.