Rumbling sound echoed, followed by lightning strikes that tore the sky in two, giving the night a daylight exposure. One drop after another, rain began falling, wetting the roofs of the trembling buildings.

All the soldiers still standing at the open space of the road where the rain could touch them moved to the side of the buildings in the opposite direction to the barracks' wall where a raised platform at the fifth floor stretched long.

Every eye stared at the open vehicle passage side of the wall's gate, waiting for the lieutenant and the two others to also exit.

Inside the trembling dormitory building, Lieutenant Gray slammed himself on the walls as the building now shook dangerously, yet he didn't give up on his sister and Kai.

He strived forward, not thinking of the bruises appearing on his arms, his legs, and his face. And when he reached the staircase moving to the fourth floor, he stopped, tightened his right arm around the metal fences serving as a guide, and pushed himself forward.

Though he fell, he rose, pushed the collapsed ceiling that struck him on the leg, and moved as if the ceiling was just a dried broken branch of a banana tree.

The moment he spotted Kai's melting door, chills flowed through his spine as he opened his eyes wide. Gray dashed into the room, not thinking of how he could be blind just staring at the scorching purple light.

Gray moved his left elbow, covered his eyes slightly, and moved to the unmoving lady kneeling beside the boy trembling like a possessed person on the bed.

He dashed into the bathroom, placed the brown bucket under the pipe, opened the top of the pipe, letting the bucket get filled with the flowing water coming from the open pipe.

He grabbed the metal handle of the bucket and trod into the room, where Clara still remained unmoving while Kai's body also continued to tremble.

Gray poured the cold water on both the boy and the lady, letting it slam on their faces and their chests. He trod into the bathroom, fetched two sets of water, and repeated the same action.

On the third time, both the lady and the boy gasped sharply for air. Kai's eye, which glowed harshly, dimmed back, letting darkness take over in the room.

Kai stared at Clara, who still held his hands tightly while panting, tilted his shocked gaze to Gray, who also stood there sweating and panting madly.

No one talked, no one even gestured to each other as Gray grabbed both of them and placed them at his chest.

Though Kai was small, Clara's heavy body made Gray struggle, yet he moved both of them out of the floors and out of the building without pausing.

Seeing how dangerously the building kept on moving sideways, Gray moved them into the back seat of the truck. He placed his kitana sword at its dashboard and drove them toward the entrance.

Outside the gate, countless men broke their stillness and walked into the rain and stopped a little far from the entrance.

Spotting the headlights of a truck approaching, one of Kinji, who was at the front of those now standing in the rain, stretched his arms, letting those approaching the gate move back.

A few seconds as they moved, the truck exited the gate at full speed and stopped just an inch from where the first truck was.

Kinji and Max called onto the lab technician and other nurses among those standing under the shade, letting them approach the truck.

Gray opened the driver side of the truck and stepped out, walking to the backseat door, opened it, and helped Clara to sit upright.

For Kai, the technician and the other nurse attended to him, checking his pulse and his eyelids. They stopped after ten minutes of finding nothing suspicious to what they found when he first awakened from his coma four months ago.

All the four nurses and the technician stared at Clara in shock, exchanging their wide glances and opened mouths. Saliva dripped down from their opened mouths, yet they didn't have the time to wipe them clean.

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At the far distance of Gilgal Village, the priestess guided the three young people into the abandoned building.

She pointed toward a family photo of three, letting the boy who approached her before the other two joined go for the photo and bring it to her.

"This is Fenlore: the pride of this village," she said, her voice echoing with deep longing as tears dropped from her wailing eyes.

Jinx stared at her, her face saddening. She closed her eyes, letting the memories of Mike calm. Though she maintained her posture, yet the tears that wailed in her eyes began falling when she turned her gaze to the old woman.

"Nich," Oin said, his voice echoing with great urgency as he stretched his right arm, handing the picture to the third person among them, and letting him hand the image to Jinx.

Jinx squeezed her eyes the moment she grabbed the image, brought it a bit closer to her eyes, and stared at the face of the woman and the guy.

"Please, where is the child among them," she said, her voice echoing with both love and remembrance as she turned toward the old woman, who was now standing at a spot that seemed to be a spot used for fire.

She joined her, folded her hands on her chest, and began scanning everything: from the ash to the height markings on the wall.

The moment she saw a black handprint on the walls, she swallowed and moved forward, placing her palm on the handprint.

"DON'T!" the old woman said, her voice sounding with great urgency and forcefully making Jinx jolt her hand back and move away from her.

After Jinx joined Oin and Nich, the old woman moved toward the handprints and began smiling.

She remained there smiling, then began tracing the marks with her pinky finger, seeing a name carved on the walls of the firehouse.

Jinx, Oin, and Nich moved forward, Jinx hiding at their center as they approached the woman behaving strangely suddenly.

"Kai," the old woman said, closing her eyes and placing her left hand at her chest.

All three of the young men and the lady standing behind her exchanged glances, then closed in at where the woman stood.

The old woman turned a sharp gaze at Jinx when she saw the three people now standing beside her, but moved her gaze from Jinx as she walked out of the room.

Oin stood there, staring at the name like a spy checking for other spots, but got fed up upon realizing it was the only place that had the name "Kai Fenlore."

All three of them walked out of the room, moved toward the old woman, and stopped when they noticed her smiling.

'Is she mad?' Nich thought, tilting his gaze from Jinx, Oin, and finally to the old woman.

The old woman shook her head, letting it spiral three times before moving toward the mango tree, kneeled, and placed a flower she picked from where the name the young people saw was on the raised sand.

After two minutes of struggling to help herself up, Jinx dashed forward, held her left arm, and helped the old woman forward. Even by doing that, the old woman still kept on staring at Jinx as if the young lady was some sort of a curse that loomed in her more than that of what she experienced the day she helped deliver the Fenlore's only child.

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