Chapter 104
At first, Clayton didn’t know what to do. The loud banging on the door had caught him off guard. But for safety’s sake, he quickly ordered his mini skeletons to go on full alert.
"Please! Sir, ma’am—anyone! Open the door, please!"
A hoarse, desperate voice rang out from outside.
Clayton frowned deeply. Once again, he found himself in a dilemma. Should he open the door or not? If the person was a threat, it could spell disaster. But if they genuinely needed help, could he really turn them away?
Before he could decide, a sudden explosion rocked the area—followed by a violent shockwave.
BOOM!
Clayton instinctively dove for cover, bracing himself. Rage surged through him. For a moment, he thought the stranger outside had set a trap. A part of him was relieved he hadn’t opened the door.
But that thought quickly vanished when he realized the blast had come from the crowd—launched by someone he vaguely recognized. Clayton stared in shock at the devastation in the distance.
"What is wrong with these people? Why are they causing chaos for no reason? Even the stray spells are this powerful?!"
From where he crouched, he saw the person who had been pounding on his door. Their back was torn open—riddled with gashes and burns.
Clayton felt a pang of sympathy. In the end, he decided to let the stranger in—just for a while—so they could recover and avoid being caught in another random blast.