Hawa inspected her surroundings from corner to corner. Her eyes looked serious, but also confused by what was happening around her. She seemed a bit astonished as she turned around slowly. There was still a whole cluster of garula corpses hanging from the watchtower walls. Though she hesitated a bit, she approached one corpse and apologized in a solemn voice.

“…I’m sorry.” Then, she carefully pushed off the corpse. It tumbled over the top arches and fell from the gate. Hawa peeked from beyond the walls and looked below her. Because of how tall the gate was, the corpse was still free falling and hadn’t reached the ground. It soon became small as a dot, but Hawa was an archer. She focused all her energy on her eyes and didn’t take her gaze off the corpse. The corpse continued to drop endlessly until it reached the ground. When she saw what happened, Hawa’s eyes opened wide. She blinked hard in shock and chewed on her lower lip.

After standing like a stone statue for a bit, she backed away from the watchtower and hurriedly looked around her as if she was searching for someone. Fortunately, she didn’t have a hard time finding who she was looking for. It was because the place where he was standing was more chaotic and spectacular than anywhere else. Lightning fell from a clear sky, and after checking the spot it struck, Hawa...