Sacrifice [Pt 5]

"[Magic Surge]."

A sudden blast of power burst from within the Chamber of Andients, causing the entire area to vibrate and the Dragons that gathered around the struggling swordsman to be pushed back.

In that instant, Lucielle teleported right beside the muscular man who gripped his blade with sheer resolve.

He smiled the moment he felt her presence, though he couldn't afford to look at her face due to the intensity of the battle.

"It's finally done?" He asked.

"Yeah… he's gone."

For a moment, there was silence among the two of them.

Then—

"How far back?" Rey asked, slightly glancing at the tear-filled face of his beloved.

"As far as he could go—to the very beginning."

Upon hearing that, he smiled. Using his unoccupied hand to wipe away the tears on her face, he nodded slowly.

His hand was rough—hardened by the constant battles that had been fought—but Lucielle found solace in his touch.