“Aaargh!”

“Save me…!”

“Why is the relic killing us? Why?! Why us?!”

*Thud! Thud!*

The scene was chaos. Absolute pandemonium.

To Draw, it looked as though everything was spiraling into an inferno.

The members of the Gang Brotherhood were dying one after another, like flies.

Some were skewered by countless bone spears, others reduced to pincushions by arrows.

The ground beneath them was slick with their blood.

Where had it all gone wrong?

They had come here simply to avenge their fallen brothers.

And as residents of the Floating Archipelago, they believed Kriemhild's power was rightfully theirs to claim.

“Kriemhild…! …