A Glimpse Of A Passing Beauty

Getting rid of their adversary did not make their situation any better. In fact, their condition had become worse.

The basement was merely two meters deep into the ground. As the roof had been destroyed, an additional two meters of distance away from the crater in the sky did not exponentially increase their chances of survival whatsoever. A small lapse of concentration or slipping on their feet was enough to cost their life.

The rift in the sky was getting broader and deeper with each passing second. No one knew what was beyond the rift. The darkness that gradually revealed itself was even more profound and pure than the night, and it was enough to cause one's heart to beat with fear by looking at it.