The valley stretched endlessly beneath the sky, a forgotten wonder hidden between verdant greeneries. Cliffs wrapped around the land in silence, peaks veiled by drifting clouds that flowed under the warm embrace of the sun.
The ray spilled across the vast place, painting the world in radiant light that made the valley appear dreamlike.
In the middle of it, a gigantic corpse of a beast lay across the grassy ground. Blood and gore spilled along the waves of leaves, rustling along with the gust of wind around it.
Across the corpse stood Desther, looking down at the monster he just killed. His hoodie and pants were once again painted with bits of red, something he had accepted as a natural occurrence during a battle of such intensity.
The plan of getting a self-cleaning hoodie had crossed his mind, but such a thing had to wait after the school activity ended. Where to buy it, though, was a thing that needed to be pondered.
