After destroying the dark energy orb, Al confirmed that the spiritual creature was truly dead. Without hesitation, he burned the body using black fire—unique flames that left no trace behind. Not even ashes. Once it was done, Al turned, ready to head home.
But just as he was about to move forward—
His ears caught something.
Footsteps.
The faint scrape of metal. Labored breaths—several people, carrying something heavy.
Al froze.
He concealed his aura.
Skill: Stealth Activated
From a distance, in the dim forest shadows, a few flickers of flashlight beams could be seen. A group of seven people emerged, all dressed in black. They were carrying three large crates, each covered with dark cloth. Two people lifted each crate while one person led them from the front.
Their movements were slow—stealthy, yet coordinated.
