Consequences

"Agh... Agh... Agh..." Zayne breathed heavily, slowly calming down. Though it was a picture of people unknown to him, even NPCs, the single moment of imagining that he could have been in this young man's place was worse than any nightmare for him.

'A lot of villages have been destroyed, and all because of my fight with Selania... Damn, I hope they didn't get hurt.' Zayne muttered inwardly and quickly climbed into the capsule.

Zayne didn't notice it, since his eyes were closed, but this time, before his mind was immersed in Fallen Fate, his body glowed brightly, as if it were trying to actually move somewhere.

With a flash, Zayne found himself on a stone altar. There were many holes in the ruins from which silhouettes were climbing out to bring destruction.

Zayne stepped forward and stopped in front of his sword stuck in the ground. He stared at the black stain from the thunderbolt for a moment, then his eyes flashed.