Tonight, Hezlosa was unusually bright... From the nameless alley came a heat so intense it could make someone faint, but no one intended to check it out. Even if someone who was unaware came by, they would be persuaded not to get involved.
After all, everyone saw when Yila and those few people entered the alley, and that shout of "First Wing Pillar·Crimson Dragon·Wing Spread" was enough for people outside the alley to hear.
Moreover, Yila evidently controlled his output, as there were no signs of the surrounding walls being melted... Since Yila was showing such courtesy, it would be unreasonable for the people of Hezlosa not to reciprocate.
What? You're saying Hezlosa shouldn't allow murder?
Go ahead and tell Yila that. If you can stop Yila, you'll become a legend yourself.
"..."
Under everyone's watchful eyes, a figure slowly emerged from the alley. Because the firelight behind them was too intense, the person's face was shrouded in darkness.
