Sky Island.
It had been going on for four days now, the entire island wrapped in a gloomy atmosphere.
Ever since Monty returned to Sky Island, he had stayed in the council hall without ever coming out. It was evident how much the failure of the hunting plan had impacted him.
At the graveyard on the outskirts of Sky Island, Sanders stood on the cliff platform, watching the inverted waterfall in the distant sky.
He had been standing there for almost two hours, lost in thought.
Passing Wizards cast looks of sympathy and emotion toward Sanders... after all, Angel's reputation had been soaring before these events. Yet such a promising seed had disappeared just like that, making anyone aware of the matter sigh in regret.
Of course, whether this sigh contained more sympathy or secret joy was another matter.