The entire empty street became deep and secluded, dimming all at once.
It was clearly daytime, yet the bright sunlight vanished, or rather, was cut off, unable to shine directly down.
Only a tranquil night descended; an abyssal darkness, deep to the extreme, shrouded everything around, replacing the normal environment. And within this cold, profound darkness, bits and drops of dazzling starlight were scattered, presenting a dreamlike beauty, as if the night sky itself had fallen into the Human World, projecting onto this area, overlapping with and replacing the surroundings.
In front of the Blackthorn Security Company's building—
"Mm…"
Dunn seemed to be bearing some kind of pressure and couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. He held Saint Selena's urn in his hands, his posture as straight as a pine.
