A piercing scream filled the volcano's mouth. Fighting with opponents had almost rendered me paralyzed.
Chase here.
I can hear his anguish from where I am. He's finished it. It has been completed. Stella has been drained to death by him.
Stella... My dearest friend.
She's left. She was consumed by both, as I have seen many times.
All of my friends were being taken away from me by fate.
Sandro.
Myra.
Oswin.
Now Stella.
Tears streamed down my cheeks gradually. I really wish we had more time. Stella exudes positivity. I wish it had ended differently.
This is not the case.
This is not the case.
Chase yelled once more. This created a powerful wave of energy. The man is in mourning.
I understand your anguish. That is why his power has been increased by a factor of two. Never underestimate the strength of a bereaved soul. It is capable of destroying an entire village in its grief.
Thank you very much!