"This isn't fair... This isn't fair... This is—"
Many shared the same sentiment.
The words reached their throats but never fully escaped. The moment they looked up and met the amethyst eyes of Araxys, gleaming with despair, whatever complaints they wished to voice immediately died within them.
Silence prevailed.
Fear prevailed.
Many began questioning the reality before them.
Right before Vanitas Astrea, surrounded on all sides by the strongest forces the world could gather, a single question surfaced within everyone's minds.
Who was truly surrounded here?
Was it the man standing alone at the center of the battlefield?
The same man who had singlehandedly survived one of the strongest attacks humanity could offer, who remained completely unscathed despite being bombarded by Jacob's Ladder, and who now stood under the shadow of the Black Dragon itself.
Or was it them?
