Chapter 53: THE VEIL OF TRUTH
The ground trembled beneath Kaito’s feet as the body of the Master of the Abyss was flung to the winds.
An otherworldly silence settled on the battlefield, a heavy hush that was in jarring contrast to the explosion that had just subsided.
Kaito stood, his breathing labored, his sword still quivering with the residual energy of the killing stroke.
The weight of the moment was so overwhelming that it was more than he could bear—he had battled so long and so hard, but was this truly the end?
He surveyed the landscape, he looked over at the burnt and destroyed landscape, mangled stone and charred corpses scattered everywhere.
The black tentacle filaments which had wrapped themselves around the air space before were gone, leaving nothing but the tattered remnants of the conflict behind.
The sky above, once impossibly heavy with the crushing darkness of the Abyss, now looked peaceful—the clouds parting just marginally, allowing the thinnest trickle of light to seep through.
But something was not quite right.
A small worry started to bother him, a disquieting sensation that this triumph, as well deserved as it was, would not be final. There were still things to be done—something lurking just beneath the surface of this apparent tranquility.
Kaito stumbled forward, each step a burden, his body aching from the relentless struggle. His muscles rebelled in agony, his armor rent and slick with blood—some of which was his, some of which was not.
But he fought through pain, driven by an urge he could not resist. Amidst the battlefield, where the Master’s form had stood so great with oppressive presence, something shone within the broken stone.