The stench of earth mixed with the scorched smell of metal rushed at him. Ian stood on a city street suspended in the sky, surrounded by collapsed stone pillars and buildings he had crashed into.
To be fair.
Although this city had not been friendly toward Ian, he could not deny that it was truly wondrous. Many plants and fruit trees flourished throughout the city.
Its greenery far surpassed that of most cities Ian knew. Its highly artistic layout, in particular, truly possessed the beauty one might imagine in the mythical dwelling place of the gods.
Of course.
Now that Ian had damaged quite a few places, it instead seemed to have gained a certain fractured beauty. Still, with everyone having fled, the city looked somewhat desolate.
Especially because of the strange phenomenon caused when Ian had transformed into Raven Form.
It made the atmosphere even more oppressive.
The sky remained filled with roiling Black Mist, as though it had been tainted by some ancient power. In the distance, the screams of wizards and the wailing of fierce winds could faintly be heard.
"Hehehe~"
The baby laughed in the trembling woman's arms, seemingly unaffected by the fear her mother felt. Specks of sunlight gathered in the hand she stretched toward Ian.
Whether it was the aura.
Or the form of the energy.
Both felt so familiar to the Young Wizard.
That was why Ian froze. He recognized that baby.
"She is the Sun God's daughter?" Ian's Adam's apple bobbed. He felt as though an invisible hand of Destiny was guiding him toward someone he was destined to meet.
"The Reckless Goddess... as a child?"
Ian studied her carefully, filled with uncertainty. The crescent-shaped mark of power that was vaguely visible on the child's forehead gave him confirmation—it was the symbol