A streak of gold light tore through the entrance of the Umbarkar Realm, kicking up a wall of dust as Leon touched down.
The blue glow of the kinetic-drift shield was now gold, while the red-gold cloth fluttered in the air like feathers behind Leon.
The moment he lowered both himself and the drift shield, his eyes widened when he saw the Syrs at the Umbarkar Realm reduced to a sea of corpses.
"What came to take revenge in my aid?" He threw confused glances around when he jumped off the drift shield and began walking on foot.
Skeletal Serakels with silver bones hung on the Ziggurat when Leon stopped at its base.
Loud clicking sounds echoed from behind him, but when he turned, he only caught stones rolling on the bloodied ground.
"Whatever that was, I know it is not normal." He squinted in the direction the rolling stones were heading, then jumped onto the drift shield and dashed toward it.
