Forsyx stared at the destruction below with wide eyes. As far as his eyes could see, there was nothing but charred ground.
Right at the center of that massive crater, Danish lay there with his own sword pierced through his chest.
Even though he was about to die, Danish had that wide smile. The moment his smile froze, so did his body—when it finally went limp.
He saw others falling to the ground in relief. Yeah, not happiness, but relief that they had managed to survive.
True to their fame, the Radiant Trio were far more powerful than all the elites gathered here.
He looked around at the battered players. Just three of them managed to wipe out almost 80 percent of the group.
The only ones unscathed from that war were him and Lucima, because both of them never actually took part in the battle at all.
As for the kill count, Zanarc died alongside all his team members.
