The new scene formed in front of Orion and the masked man in an instant.
The air itself was polluted with the smell of blood and dust. The great hall at the heart of the palace was destroyed.
Its pillars were shattered, its walls cracked, and the floor was in even worse condition. It was as if an earthquake had struck the place.
The nobles who once filled the hall, preparing to celebrate with luxury and pride, were now corpses scattered across the floor.
Others were injured, groaning under the rubble, some dragging themselves across the hall in a nearly unconscious state.
And some were barely breathing under the collapsed stones.
In the middle of this ruin the king lay trapped beneath a massive pile of broken stone.
"Run from here immediately!"
The shout was mixed with anger and desperation, as if it were directed at the prince standing before him.
The prince raised his head through the smoke and dust, looking around in shock.
