Under the cloak of nightfall, Ronald guided the Wings of Icarus to gently land on the ground.
He walked towards the trees where Heloise had fallen.
At the same time, he did not forget to manipulate the black mist, the force of "violence," dragging over both the bodies of his recently felled enemies and the hiding Lumiel.
During this process, the old man, who had become extremely weak due to his skirmish with Heloise, finally deteriorated from his previously bloated physical state.
By the time his facial features had fully returned to their aged look,
the man glanced blankly at his empty arms before collapsing powerlessly to the ground.
Free from the control of beastly magic,
he didn't even know what had happened at the moment.
All he could see around him was Ronald walking towards the trees.
"…"
Ronald glanced at the old man.
He dealt with such an enemy succinctly.
He simply controlled the black mist to surround the old man, making sure there was no possibility of escape.
