At that very moment, no one noticed it, but Kentucky was not with the twins' group. Instead, he flew alone above the devastated area where the explosive arrays had detonated moments ago, his sharp eyes sweeping through the sea of smoke, flames, and scattered remains left behind by the terrifying chain explosions.
Even now, some smaller detonations still echoed from below as unstable fragments of the arrays continued to burst apart. The scorching heat distorted the air around him while the lingering Godly Pressure of countless dead creatures mixed together chaotically.
Yet, despite all of that interference, Kentucky was clearly searching for something very specific. After circling the area several times, his eyes suddenly narrowed. Without hesitation, he descended rapidly and landed amidst the ruined battlefield.
'So it really did get caught, uh...' Kentucky pondered for a moment as he stared at the scorched ground beneath him.
