Chapter 91: Ashen Wasteland

When the smokes cleared out, Rasalhague Castle was reduced to nothing. The sky was pale and ashy and the strange smell from the ashes made Lars' nose shriveled. He tried to not breathe it in out of fear it was made of slitherite compounds that could poison him in some way. He was then more surprised he could hold his breath for a very long time.

"Rachel! Vay! Where are you?"

Lars felt his presence sensory failing him. He figured it was either from the impact from the blast or the ashes. The communication talisman he brought also didn't respond when he called the others over and over to it.

In a world of pure silver, Lars walked around aimlessly. It felt like he was suddenly transported to a different world altogether, he couldn't recognize anything. There were rubbles but there was no fire, like the explosion had long happened while in reality it was minutes ago.

The silver ashes landed on Lars' head and he cleaned them off with vigorous rubbings. He did the same to his clothes