"What?" Ron, who had just been showing off his muscles, exclaimed in surprise.
It was clear that although the others present were not as physically strong as Vikram, such obvious movement was still noticed by everyone.
However, their reaction was still a step too slow.
When everyone looked up, a massive, indistinguishable figure had already leaped from the wall.
Looking out, a large, weapon-wielding figure descended from the sky.
Its putrid body obscured the already dim view, adding another layer of gloom to the Wasteland.
Watching the figure approaching from a distance in the sky, they were all in a panic, flustered and frantic, except for Vikram.
Immediately following, accompanied by a tremendous thud, "Bang!"
Finally, the figure landed squarely in the middle of the crowd.
The immense impact generated upon landing spread outwards from the figure's center.
For a moment, the surrounding snow flew up, a spectacular sight.
