A beam of light cut through the strong winds, revealing the ruins hidden by the sandstorm.
The man looked at the sinkhole before him, his solemn expression deepening, then he looked up at the sky, where the city walls, now reduced to dust, could no longer obscure the figure.
He did not rashly launch an attack, as he could not be sure how much strength the youth had left after unleashing that attack.
However, even if he did not actively attack, Liens and the others would not let him go.
"Clang!"
The man's sword blocked the sudden assault.
Looking at Lucrezia, who seemed to have emerged from a dream, the man's expression grew even uglier.
He had not been very certain before, but seeing this woman, it was basically confirmed that the youth in the sky was indeed a member of the rebel army.
Although he had not had direct contact, after eliminating some known rebel members, the man quickly identified Liens.
"Is he the knight who gravely wounded Lord Alfred back then?"
