It was a pained cry, which Bridget had never seen Darius make before. She tensed on the ground, her nose scrunching from her unbearable sorrow while tears flowed from her eyes. She had not cried in many years, but the situation now left her in a grieving stupor.

Edward and Yarlyn watched from afar as Darius’ golden gas left his body with some of his torn flesh. The two froze for the longest time.

That was when the Moore Group’s building collapsed, kicking up so much dust and debris that no one could see who was around them.

Only after crashing into the ground did Edward snap to his senses. His brows knitted close when he heard the various screams and pained calls for help. He shut his eyes and sent out beams of his life force to communicate with everyone until everyone’s screams lessened.

Instead of screaming, the people around him now exclaimed in shock, saying, “What?” Upon hearing that, Edward let out a sigh of relief and hovered in mid-air to examine the center of the building’