Duke Mansion, a pile of ruins.
Almost all of the towering buildings had vanished, replaced instead by countless pits of varying sizes, with only at the edge of one's vision the silhouettes of some structures visible.
—Those were the buildings of other nobles' mansions, beyond the dark veil.
Even though the Duke Mansion spanned an area several times larger than the Marquis Mansion, the level of damage far exceeded it.
The Duke Mansion had reached a moment when a complete changeover was due.
How could they not when all previous encounters were completely overwhelming, while this fight had dragged on for dozens of minutes?
His vitality drained, his face one of utter dejection, and his body bound by specially-made ropes into a tight bundle, with most of his powers sealed by a Sealing Spell, Duke Morton wished for death.
How can this be scientific?
