Far from the noisy celebrations, Reinhardt lay atop a large boulder with his hands folded behind his head. He stared at the sky above him.
It was cloudless, bright, and clear. Countless stars glittered across the darkness, undisturbed by anything happening in the mortal world.
Reinhardt quietly observed the sky.
The battlefield below had changed forever. In this battle, he had unleashed so many of his skills at full power that the terrain had been completely reshaped.
Now, looking at this place, no one would be able to tell that this was a corrupted space deep within the Tainted Lands.
Reinhardt sighed. "Maybe I went overboard this time."
"You think?"
A familiar voice sounded in his ears.
Reinhardt turned his head and saw Erza standing a few steps away. Her crimson hair fluttered gently in the night breeze.
