The Prince Arrives

"Is it over?" Siena glanced ahead cautiously with her sword in a defensive posture. Currently, her aura had significantly weakened, and the red armor had died down. Nonetheless, the weird thing was that her robe was completely intact with not a single speck of dust visible on it.

However, this was still not the most surprising thing but rather the ground she was stepping on. Earlier, Hector had turned the earth upside down with his powerful large-scale attack. But now, the ground appeared seamlessly fine.

There were no pits and no traces of battle could be seen. It seemed like the battle had never occurred in the first place. If not for Hector standing there in a half-kneeling position in a sorry state, then one could have considered it to be true.

Talking about Hector, his whole body had been burned and his blood had dried up as well. It was sure that he was on his last breath.

While she was thinking, a teasing voice sounded from behind.