What I've been Waiting For

Plon and the others were in shock; for one, they had no idea that so many beasts had come out from the mansion. If they had, they wouldn't have been standing still and instead running off completely in the other direction.

They would have had no hope of defeating the beasts or the other Pagna warriors. Yet, it almost looked like a war had taken place.

A battle between beasts and humans, a slaughter that had taken place on both sides, but that wasn't the case at all.

Everything that had happened, it had all been the result of a single person.

"Why did we need to close our eyes?" Claire whispered, still glancing at the iron-masked man.

There oddly wasn't any blood on his clothes, so they found it hard to believe he had done anything, but since he was the only person that was fully standing, they had no choice but to think it was him.