The blinding sphere of light was up in the sky, blasting the earth around it with a blinding glow, and then suddenly, it disappeared, allowing the natural light source to regain its duty of lighting up the world.
It happened in a split second.
Everyone was still gazing at it with several expressions and expectations in their hearts.
Alister was about to land a powerful punch on it.
And then.
BOOM!
Instead of the sphere of light, his fist clashed against flesh, causing his eyes to widen as he realized what had just happened.
And when he did realize it, it was already too late: he had already landed the punch, and it was in the stomach of the unrecognizable corpse clutched in the white-haired archmage's grasp.
His mind immediately interpreted the situation, the realization sending a shiver coursing through his being.
"X-Xandros?"
He called out the name of his only brother, his tone one of disbelief, as though he were questioning fate.
