A flash of brilliant light lit up the figures of Grey and Eve as they slowly began phasing out of existence.
Just as the flash was about to vanish from this place, Grey roared:
"I am not done with you yet! Where the hell is my World Fragment?"
Boom!
The flash of light shattered in an instant, and the two figures gracefully landed back on the ground.
"Eh?" Eve froze in shock. Her skin tingled, as if a million tiny needles were piercing her at once, before she suddenly found herself directly embraced by Grey.
"Hold me tight," Grey said as his gaze swept over the fractured world. There was no point in coming here if he wasn't going to claim a World Fragment, was there?
He wasn't here out of kindness for the old man.
No, his purpose was the World fragment, and Grey never forgot his objective. If he could gain another title and merge the two, then a strange chill ran through his body.
"Turn into the World Fragment, Eve."
