The damp winter wind shook Juan’s hair and blew away his foggy breath.

Juan stood alone on the slope leading toward Torra and faced the Great Walls. He looked terribly small and precarious compared to the Great Walls. Both the inside and outside of Torra were so quiet that even Juan’s footsteps as he walked on the slope sounded loud.

Sina realized that she was just staring at Juan as she forgot to breathe. However, upon looking around, she could see that she wasn’t the only one holding her breath. Everyone, including the refugees from Torra, the soldiers, and even Nienna, was watching Juan while holding their breaths.

No one could speak a word ever since Pavan had visited. An unknown energy was carried by the wind, forcing them into a suffocating silence. It felt as if the entire universe was watching only Juan.

‘What is he planning to do?’

Sina thought as she looked at Juan walking toward the Great Walls in silence. Everyone had the same question in mind.

Hela was worried about the siege from the walls, and Pavan even expressed his willingness to surrender.

However, Juan accepted neither.

Then Sina inadvertently recalled the joke someone made, that the Great Walls would collapse if the emperor said ‘collapse,’ since they were built by the emperor. She thought that it was a ridiculous joke; there was no way that the emperor would have built a wall in the capital city that would easily collapse with just one word.

However, Sina realized that her expectations were completely out of line...