6kv Chapter 45: Aftermath and Secret Pack
Chapter 45: Aftermath and Secret Pack
Chapter 45: Aftermath and Secret PackThe pillar of light beamed down like a divine lance, engulfing the entire town and its surroundings in blinding brilliance.
Everyone shielded their eyes instinctively. For nearly a full minute, the world was nothing but pure white.
And then, silence
No more monstrous growls. Only the faint crackling of lingering flames... and the distant chirping of crickets.
"Was that light...from the ancient weapon?" Lukas asked, his voice hushed in awe.
"I think so," Ted replied, equally stunned.
"Do you think... anyone could survive that light?" Rick asked, eyes scanning the glowing remnants in the distance.
"I hope so," the mayor said solemnly, clutching his staff tighter.
They had expected the worst. They feared the ancient weapon’s blast would wipe the town clean off the map. But as their eyes adjusted and the light finally faded, the town was still there.
Nothing had changed.
And yet, they feared the worst for the Liam and the three outsiders. Ria clung tightly to Kel, tears streaming down her face, comforted by the women around her. They believed the four had vanished with the light, sacrificed to save them all.
Then a shout pierced the stillness.
"Look!"
A hand pointed to the highest point above the town.
From the centre of town, a stream of white smoke curled into the sky.
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After the light faded, I found myself lying flat on the ground beneath the tower. The protective dome, once glowing brightly, was now flickering,thinning out, before vanishing completely like mist under sunlight.
There were no signs of monsters.
It was as if they had never existed.
Then, I heard a familiar groan.
"Ughh... my head."
Bob was sitting up slowly. I could already see a bump forming on his forehead huge definitely the product of slamming into the tower like a meteor.
"You okay, Bob? Look at my hand, what number is this?" I asked, holding up two fingers, attempting to check for signs of a concussion... or at least to sound medically responsible.
Bob squinted at me for a second, then shoved my hand away. "What the hell are you doing? I swear, if I broke a bone or got pancaked into this tower for nothing..."
He stood up and brushed off his dirt-covered pants, giving his butt a few solid slaps like he was beating the dust into submission.
"That was the only idea I had at the time," I said, a little defensive. "If I hadn’t blasted us forward, we might’ve vanished with those monsters."
Bob grumbled but didn’t argue. He stepped out from under the tower’s shadow and scanned the area cautiously.
I followed him.
No roars. No screeches. No hellish howls.
Just silence.
"Did we... did we actually do it?" I asked, half in disbelief.
Bob looked at me sharply. "How many times have I told you? Avoid red flags! Never say stuff like that!"
"What? Why are you so superstitious all of a sudden? The monsters are gone! Relax," I replied, rolling my eyes. "You’re acting like we’re still in danger."
Before our argument could escalate, two figures appeared from around the tower, Kiwi and Liam.
"Are you guys alright?" Liam asked, rushing toward us.
Kiwi arrived moments later, retrieving his staff, which was still stuck in the ground. He approached us without a word.
"Yeah, we’re fine. Thanks, Kiwi. You really saved me back there," I said, looking at him with appreciation.
He simply raised a hand, dismissing the gratitude. His eyes were sharp, scanning the surroundings in case any enemies remained.
"Let’s check the town," he said.
We followed him through the streets. The destruction was still there, collapsed buildings, shattered stone, and scorch marks everywhere, but the monsters were all gone. What remained were the quiet echoes of battle, broken bricks, blood, and too many signs of lost lives.
When we reached the central plaza the place that had been swarming with monsters not long ago,it was now eerily empty. The only things left behind were deep footprints from massive beasts and a few crater-like holes in the ground.
"Did we actually... do it?" Bob asked, still struggling to believe it was over.
I ignored his usual doom-and-gloom superstition.
We split up and started
We returned to our room at the inn. Despite the giant hole in the wall and the state of disrepair, it was still the first place in this world that felt like ours.
We collapsed onto the beds. We hadn’t slept all night, and exhaustion was finally catching up to us.
"Where’s Kiwi?" I mumbled, already halfway to sleep.
"I dunno. Maybe he went back to his home or—" Bob didn’t finish the sentence. He was out cold.
A few seconds later, I joined him.