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Erika collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably as she pounded the floor with her fists. She reverted to her human form, overwhelmed by grief for her uncle's death.
Everything had happened so fast, so suddenly. In an instant, the world had turned upside down.
Had she been wrong to join this mission? Why did everything have to go so terribly wrong?
Were the Chaos Gate bastards behind this from the beginning? Had they anticipated the enemies infiltrating and planned to wipe them all out?
If so, it was brilliantly ruthless, yet something felt off. Since when did the Chaos Gate command such bizarre, otherworldly entities?
Her uncle had been one of the strongest werewolves—ranked third, right behind her grandfather and her father. Legends said he hunted Divine Beasts for sport and had slain Demigods just like her father.
And yet he fell to some grotesque, incomprehensible thing? It made no sense.
"Uncle...!"
