Within the cave, Isley felt the restraints on his body suddenly weaken, and he immediately struggled free.
He recovered from his suspended position in mid-air.
Then, with difficulty, he controlled the transformation of his body, gradually taking on a human form.
"The longer I stay in the Awakener state, the more I am corroded, damn it."
In human form, Isley rubbed his head.
Initially, it wasn't too bad, but after falling into a trap and having his leg blown off, and then running into those two strange people, things have now become somewhat irreversible...
"I still don't know why they suddenly let me go."
But before he could finish his self-mocking words, Makabala's hoarse voice came from behind.
"Of course, it's because we..."
...
"Theresa..."
The current Great Swords, looking at Theresa and the others in front, also had complex expressions.
Having experienced many upheavals, the organization now barely exists under the pursuit of those invaders.
