But within a few seconds, the voice in his mind shattered the silence.
The Book of Knowledge said, "Master, collect her ashes."
Rod did not ask why but silently filled a bag with her ashes.
The two teammates watched him silently without speaking.
Lily was the most unique First Level Combatant they had ever seen: she looked like a well-protected young girl, a flower in a greenhouse.
Yet she was so powerful, so experienced, so resolute that she destroyed her own life without a moment's hesitation.
Rod felt the obsession in her soul and found her death even harder to accept.
The fall of a First Level Combatant was a significant loss to all of humanity, and the future of Trolian dimmed a bit; most importantly, their team now only had three Second Level Combatants left. Could they continue in this incredibly dangerous and eerie complex of underground buildings?
