The claw marks left by the Giant Dragon were still seared into the mountainside, silently telling the tale of that earth-shattering final battle.
Raylo took one last look at this desolate battlefield.
His gaze swept over the scar left by the sword, and his understanding of "Power" was completely overturned and reshaped.
Tier Seven World Destruction Level.
'So that's the kind of power that can truly shake the world.'
He turned around, no longer lingering on the scene.
"Coal Ball, we're going back."
Raylo said.
Coal Ball, who had been following quietly behind him, raised its head at his words.
In its eyes, it was as if rivers of stars were flowing. Then, its small paw swiped gently in front of it.
The space before them, like a curtain sliced by a sharp blade, silently split open to reveal a pitch-black fissure.
When they had entered this world, Coal Ball had swallowed the spatial rift leading to Black Stone Territory. Now that they were returning, it was releasing it.
