A single ray of sunlight broke through the dark city.

As holes began to form in the ceiling of darkness, the ragged storm clouds disintegrated, unable to maintain their form.

The darkness scattered. The sun rose over Bestia.

It wasn’t an artificial sun created by Lin’s fox magic—this was the true sun.

Under the warm sunlight, the city looked as if nothing had happened. Only traces remained on the ground where something had once risen, and it was peaceful, as if nothing unusual had occurred.

No trace of the yokai remained anywhere.

The lesser yokai had burned to ash in …