White Stone City.
The city was enveloped in dead silence, and the atmosphere was oppressively gloomy.
At some unknown point, dark clouds had drifted into the sky, obscuring the sunlight and casting the entire land into shadows. Occasional deep rumbles thundered through the clouds like rough stones brutally striking one's eardrum, vibrating painfully.
"Boom boom—"
A peal of thunder.
In the courtyard, Pandora, clenching her fist, struck out in sync with the thunder.
"Bang!"
A loud crash!
However, Vasily did not die, nor was he injured; rather, it was Pandora who suffered mishap.
She was struck by an unseen force the moment her fist came into contact with Vasily's body and before she could even unleash her power, she was sent flying.
"Bang!"
Pandora fell from the sky, landed hands-first, stood up, and looked toward Vasily.
