But the moment they reached the surface, Jake froze, completely dumbfounded by the sight before him.
"What…?"
There in the distance...
...A familiar thick black smoke rose into the sky.
The once-peaceful town was now raging in flames.
Many buildings were burning fiercely, and the distant sounds of screams and clashing weapons echoed through the air.
The strong metallic smell of blood filled the morning breeze... much stronger and thicker than before.
Jake's expression turned grim as he scanned the surroundings.
He hadn't heard any explosions at all during the three days he had been focused entirely on bonding with Grace underground.
"Could it be something else happened…?" he murmured, confusion and wariness mixing in his voice.
And this time, the chaos felt fiercer.
The scent of blood in the air was heavier, almost suffocating.
From time to time, powerful pressure clashes emanated from the direction of the town center.
Jake couldn't help but curse his luck.
