"Then what use are you to me?"
The cold, indifferent voice shook everyone to the core. At the same time, Vanton turned his right hand over, and a crystal-clear, eerily black six-sided object appeared in his palm.
He abruptly clenched his fist. Black energy surged outward in every direction, and time froze for an instant.
Everyone stiffened at once, then sat back down, their faces blank.
"Fire."
Vanton spoke again, his voice indifferent.
This time, the Airship remained silent.
Jack looked up. The black Airship blotted out the sky, radiating a mechanical coldness.
He frowned without a word.
The situation was obvious now. What exactly was Vanton planning?
He glanced around and was just about to speak when strange flashes of fire lit up the black warship.
The smile froze on Jack's face. For a moment, he could scarcely believe it!
The black warship slowly turned. Its dark gun barrels pointed coldly at everything in the forest below, while sparks of fire stained the sky red.
For an instant, the scene stood still. James and his two companions huddled together, trembling.
Jack opened his mouth, about to shout in panic.
Mewa and Dawn stared blankly at the fire falling from the sky, their minds empty.
Rinsetsu tipped her head back. Her gaze suddenly wavered, then went hollow, before filling with anger and helplessness. She stamped her foot...
Boom, boom, boom—!!
Fire filled the sky and swallowed everything. The smell of smoke and the shock waves from the explosions swept through the area.
Aboard the black Airship, Vanton still sat in the seat of honor, the explosions below reflected in his eyes. Flames seemed to burn in his black pupils.
He had tossed his scepter aside. Leaning against an armrest, he propped up his head with one hand and tapped