The Return of the Fallen
And now—
It had happened again.
Except this time, the situation was far worse.
Gareth's face darkened.
He was so furious that he almost wanted to curse whoever had caused this disaster.
How could they have been so stupid?
How could they have provoked Mike again?
Didn't they know what kind of person he was?
Mike did not give him time to think.
His sword rose again.
Mana surged through his body.
The surrounding spiritual energy began to tremble violently.
Then—
Slash!
An enormous sword aura tore through the sky.
It carried Mike's fury.
It carried the grief of losing Shera.
It carried the accumulated resentment of the Celestis Academy.
The sword struck the mountain range.
Boom!
The entire mountain shook.
A gigantic crack appeared across the earth.
The mountain itself was split into two.
Stone collapsed from the cliffs.
Dust and smoke rose into the sky.
The remaining flames were scattered by the sword wind.
