Once all people received Souls and incredible powers. Some were lucky enough to obtain the Soul of an ancient and powerful creature, but fate was not favorable to all. The world began to change, and creatures evolved. But, it was not the beginning of a new era. It was the end. A couple of months later, a dark mist appeared and destroyed the world. It was a dictate of destiny from which no one could escape. Wain Norheim was the world's best assassin and the only one who didn't get a soul. However, he was destined to gain the power to confront fate. Escaping through a portal into another world, he unknowingly began the apocalypse. Even the world failed to expel him.
Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.
Nicole's aura grew steadily as if trying to consume Gaur, but it was easy for him to withstand such pressure.
He looked at her with a calm gaze as if she were an ordinary opponent who was not capable of making him use all his trump cards.
"Hah, it looks like Nicole is going to have the toughest fight of all. I haven't decided which of these two is stronger yet, but this Beastfolk will definitely put Nicole through some painful difficulties." Wain smirked as he watched them fight.
From his seat, there was a view of the entire area, though Wain could even see what was behind the woods or hills, he only had to use a little energy to do so.