"Argh! Damn it—! Fortunately, my vital areas weren't completely hit. I can still escape in this condition."
Ramon was running toward the only door above—the sole exit from this place. He was certain of it. His condition was terrible, but he knew exactly where he needed to go in order to recover.
His fight with Miguel had severely damaged him. He never expected things to deteriorate to this extent. He had narrowly escaped death. The people of the Raven Bloodline were not mere novices—they were strong, and among them were Scar bearers. Of course. They were backed by the palace.
Lost in tangled thoughts and overwhelmed by his body's desperate need for treatment, something suddenly caught him off guard.
Huh…? But how?
Ramon reached the path leading to the grand hall—only to encounter something blocking the way.
Massive debris.
The path was sealed off.
Something clicked in his mind.
