The instant that deafening crash came from outside, Greg rushed out almost on instinct.
He rapidly ran through all the possible causes of the explosion in his head. Was it a monster attack? Or had Melina finally bared her fangs?
"Wait for us!"
Victoria and Vivian rushed out right behind him, both still wearing aprons and holding spatulas. Clearly, they had come running at the noise without even taking the time to put their utensils down.
Even Sylvia, who had just finished bathing and still had soaking-wet hair, hurried to the doorway to see what was happening outside.
She was wrapped in a white bath towel, leaving her rounded shoulders and delicate collarbones exposed. The towel only reached halfway down her thighs, baring her long, fair legs to the air. She hadn't even had time to put on shoes and stood barefoot on the cold floor.
"What on earth happened here?"
The four of them scanned the clearing.
Dust hung everywhere, and a scorched smell lingered in the air.
Lilith stood beside the clearing, her hands still held in the position for casting magic, her entire body rooted to the spot as though she had been frozen.
Greg walked over. "Lilith, what exactly happened here? Where's Melina?"
The moment she saw Greg, Lilith's eyes reddened. She stared at the dust billowing before her and said helplessly:
"I... I didn't mean to... Melina, she..."
Although she wasn't making much sense, Greg had already pieced together a rough idea of what had happened from the scene before him.
They must have been training when Lilith suddenly lost her cool, accidentally unleashed a powerful move, and blasted Melina to ashes.
"I-I'm sorry...! But, but I really didn't-"
"Say no more."
Before she could finish, Greg reached out, put both hands on her shoulders,