Shuffle… Shuffle… Thud...
Cian crawled out of the rubble in the crater, and he no longer had his aloof demeanor.
His hair was disheveled and blood stains splattered across his entire body. His face was also extremely pale, but he couldn't help but left his head and release an angry roar.
He then walked out of the crater and glared at Sol, who was busy wearing a contemplative expression despite the current situation.
Seeing this Cian became even more enraged. He grabbed his arm that was used to drill a hole in his chest and ruthlessly ripped it out before flinging it to the side. Blood gushed out of the wound and splattered onto the ground, while some flowed from the corner of his lips. However, he didn't seem to care.
Sol came out of his contemplative state and looked at Cian derisively.
"Did you believe you were the only one that can scheme in secret?"