The ceiling was broken, while the hollow had already disappeared far into the sky, his figure no longer visible.
For a while, no one moved. The only sound left inside the auction hall was the dripping of blood, like rain falling in slow drops.
It wasn't real rain though. It was the blood of guards, nobles, and knights who had been cut down like they were nothing.
My hands were clenched tight as the realisation hit me.
I did not stand a single chance against these so called hollows.
And the fact that I was just a pathetic weak fuck who needed to get stronger.
My hands were still trembling from what I had just seen.
The Hollow…that thing…it had walked through kings and nobles like they were just walls to be broken. It wasn't even scared.
It didn't even try.
It just left.
Through the shattered roof, the morning sky stared back at us, a giant hole cut through the ceiling of the grand auction house.
The clouds felt like they were laughing.
