The wind was roaring on top of that.

It was not putting out the fire.

The fire and wind mixed together to create a red wind. That red wind started to spread throughout the island.

��Ah.�

The Mercenary King could see the black dead mana disappearing as they touched the fiery thunderbolts and the wind.

All that remained was sparkling dust.

They were rose-colored ashes.

�Gasp.�

The Mercenary King turned his head after hearing someone taking a deep breath.

Cale was about to curl forward. However, Beacrox caught him.

�Young master-nim.�

Ron supported Cale as well.

However, Cale could not hear Ron�s voice.

�We�re dancing!�

�Let�s dance!�

He was listening to the voices of the Wind Elementals.

�You, you are all free now! Goodbye!�

�Goodbye! We are dancing in hopes that you will have a safe journey!�

The Wind Elementals were creating small whirlwinds in order to guide Cale�s fire to the dead mana.

They were dancing.

The Wind Elementals were saying goodbye to the poor souls that had been stuck here since long ago during ancient times.

Swoooooosh- Swooooooosh-

Rose gold colored ashes as beautiful as flower petals flew away wherever the wind passed by.

Dead mana did not exist anymore in those spots. JrNovels.com