Everything ended swiftly, as if it had been rehearsed countless times.
Ethan didn't give Kaster any chance, every strike was lethal.
Kaster, who had already shattered into countless pieces, was still wailing on the ground, and Ethan had no intention of showing mercy.
He once again drew out the Hermit's staff, unleashing light upon those chunks of flesh.
The flesh ignited upon contact with the light, burning until Kaster's screams twisted and became unrecognizable before finally stopping.
The flesh had turned to charcoal.
He seemed truly dead.
The vines that had once filled the room rapidly withered and decayed.
The girl, Lily, whom Kaster had controlled, fell to the ground like a puppet whose strings had been cut, swiftly losing all signs of life.
Valentino was surprisingly still alive, struggling up from the decaying vines on the ground, running towards his daughter, and holding her while emitting an indescribably sorrowful wail.
"God..."
