Hah?
Seraph turned around in astonishment, his gaze falling on Sera who had a clouded look in her eyes.
'She must be suffering from something. Hm, alright.'
Since he had already turned, he was forced to look at the others.
They were staring at him with complicated gazes until Sylvia spoke.
"Seraph, burn the bodies."
Seraph turned to her, then nodded.
If there was anyone else here who had killed Inferno Sect disciples befy, it was Sylvia.
Four fire arrows flew out, burning the corpses to ashes.
Seraph didn't even turn to acknowledge them.
Sylvia turned around and headed back to the grazing bisons.
"You all better prepare yourselves. The war between us was inevitable from the start."
The mood was low and gloomy, so Seraph clapped loudly, grinning.
"What are you all sulking about? We came here to feed the bisons and play. Not mourn the dead."
Covering his face, he shook his head tiredly.
"Sigh… it's hard to be the only adult in the group."
