Meanwhile, in the Streets of Prometha…
While a horrific silence gripped the estate, the rest of the city erupted into a frenzy of noise.
Word of Captain Erwin's return and his grand proclamation at the Guild swept through Prometha like wildfire. Within seconds, the news was carried from mouth to mouth, spreading faster than a messenger bird across every district.
"Did you hear? The Hero's son is back!"
"They found the source! They destroyed the Demon Lord's army!"
For the past two weeks, a heavy anxiety had hung over the city. Erwin's elite party had vanished into the deep caverns without a trace, leading many to whisper that they were gone forever—dead in the dark.
Before Johnn's recent sudden rise to fame, Erwin's team had been the people's first and greatest hope. Hearing that they were alive, and victorious, brought an overwhelming wave of relief.
