Bascara stood rooted to the spot, his gaze shifting. He had, in fact, arranged for men to keep watch.
It wasn't that he didn't trust Ian. He just wanted to see what method the man would use to purify the Rift.
If it really was a Secret Technique, perhaps he could pick up a thing or two.
A minute later, a muffled boom echoed from within the Rift, as if something had exploded.
Then, the dark purple mist began to dissipate.
And it didn't dissipate slowly; it receded rapidly, like a retreating tide.
Five minutes later, the surrounding mist completely vanished, and the Rift… was gone.
A giant pit, a hundred meters in diameter, abruptly appeared where the Rift had been.
Bascara's pupils contracted. He strode to the edge of the pit and looked down.
There was nothing in the pit. No Mutants, no trace of contamination, and no Source Crystal Vein Ore had formed.
It was so clean… as if something had licked it spotless.
