"Where are the rest of the people…?" Norman was the first to launch himself at them as soon as they landed, desperately clutching Cassias' sleeve.
There was a wound on his temple, still bleeding.
Zerra and Cassias fell silent. They didn't know what they should tell him…
However, Norman could already make his own conclusion from the two people's complicated and sorrowful faces. There was no lack of wounds and blood on Zerra and Cassias' exposed skin.
He gathered himself, standing straight and turning to the people present. His desperation seemed to echo in everyone's hearts.
"ANITA, YOU DEMON. COME OUT HERE!" He screamed hoarsely, as hard as he could, dashing forward with bloodshot eyes.
"Are you two still going to stop me?" He growled when two ability users came to block him from going inside the tent.
They sighed and finally let him in.
