Chapter 51

Before they knew it, the sun had set, and Serpens’s group was walking along the southern coastline.

The sea spread before them held the moon on its surface,
and the waves quietly tickled the sand.

Serpens quietly gazed at the horizon.
What brushed past his ears was neither the roars of monsters nor the metallic sounds of arms and armor.

Only the sound of waves.
And the occasional cry of seagulls.
At the peace that had come all at once, the boy almost forgot that he had been fighting a monster just a few hours ago.

Lucas and Lars walked through the familiar darkness.
Serpens...