C83 You Are Weaker than I Imagined!

As the woman in the red dress perished, the surrounding illusions faded away with increasing speed.

Like a swiftly ebbing tide, the scene reverted to its original state in an instant.

Silence once again enveloped the courtyard.

Broken stones littered the ground, and numerous scarecrows were ablaze.

The air was thick with the heat of the flames and the stench of decay