Chapter 195: KAZI: Fragile and Weak
Just like his Dadi, everybody was fragile and weak. He saw their faces. He heard their prayers. No matter how illogical it was, Kazi Hossain wasn’t able to stop himself from answering those prayers. He healed everyone he could, the Divine Rain pouring down harder and harder until the stench withered away.
All except Jack.
"I was wondering when you would show up." Slow footsteps followed the voice of the Ripper, very calm and cool, his golden rapier scratching the ground and the flesh of the corpses. A piece of his mask chipped off. "Such optimism. Such power. This rain...is it your doing? I’m shocked. An A-class skill? Or S-class? Regardless, manipulating clouds is as hard as establishing an octa-circle."
Casting Divine Rain sucked up ninety percent of his mana. Kazi didn’t move, however, kneeling and looking down at Marta with a smile. "I’ll be back," he said.
The blonde’s tears mingled with the rain. "Please don’t die..."
Both her arms and her legs had been taken from. Rage boiled inside him yet he simmered it down to nothing but kindness. For Marta, he had to be, wiping her tears with great affection. "I won’t. I promise."
As soon as Kazi rose to his full height, Jack stopped and tilted his head. "What’s up with your eye?"
’That sword...it’s as powerful as Jack himself,’ Kazi noted. ’Too powerful. Is that why the city is messed up?’
His surroundings were indescribable. Several sections of the city walls were collapsing while the buildings were nonexistent. A couple of wooden planks and stone bits stood amongst the ash. He assumed much of the cinder were corpses turned to nothing. His left eye identified that none had survived. All of them were murdered and incinerated, save Sun-young, Marta, Jules, and Matty. Four survivors amongst thousands.
A tragedy.
’Equip.’ In his left hand, he summoned Arboreal Guardian’s Spectre. His mana surged through the weapon and then—snap! The staff broke into three pieces.