Amid the conversation, a low, hoarse roar emerged from the sticky darkness enveloping the unlit street. However, this wasn't the Dragon Roar, but rather a human voice emanating from deep within the throat, reminiscent of the murmurs uttered before death.
Emilia had already summoned her Ring of Fate, yet even its glow couldn't illuminate far distances. The young Elf Girl, having gathered her courage, resolved to lend her assistance this time, although her left hand still tightly clasped Luviya's hand.
Shard, following the sound, turned eastward, gazing along the street that stretched into the distance, then slightly lifted his gaze to the sky, meeting Mr. Goodman's eyes by coincidence.
