"Where do we go next?"
Master Wendel asked, glancing around.
Raylo did not answer immediately.
His gaze drifted toward the edge of the continental fragment, where it stretched out into the void.
He wanted to find more clues to confirm the terrible suspicion he held.
But this world was too big, or rather, too fragmented.
With just the few of them, they were like a lone boat in this shattered world. The slightest misstep could leave them hopelessly lost.
Just then, Mage Delin, who had been silent all this time, spoke up.
"I want to go take a look at the World's Spine."
All eyes focused on him.
"To see if that World Destruction Level Frost Giant Dragon, Israel, left any traces behind."
Master Wendel's brow furrowed slightly at the suggestion.
"I have a premonition."
"Perhaps… the answers we're looking for are there."
He turned to Raylo.
"Raylo, what do you think?"
"I agree."
Raylo nodded without hesitation.
