The weight leaning on Leon's shoulder was getting lighter and lighter.
He closed his eyes, feeling the ever-decreasing weight until finally, it reached zero.
Gwyn turned into ash and dissipated.
No sound, no last words, not even a single movement.
No extra details were needed; just this was sufficient.
When the background music played the introductory three notes for the last time, his figure completely vanished.
The piano sound also stopped abruptly, and the Initial Firestove fell into silence at this moment, leaving only the occasional crackling sound of firewood from the dim fire.
Light and heat shone down on Leon, who opened his eyes, only to see a soul burning like a flame appear before him.
It was unprecedentedly large, surpassing any soul the adventurer had ever seen.
[Soul of King of Black Wood, Gwen]
[The Great Sunlight King, and the soul of Gwen, the King of Black Wood who inherited the Initial Fire]
