Silva was on the ground, with his ragged breath, panicking and in pain. His eyes were glimmering with tears because he had never heard such screams and couldn't imagine what kind of pain those people felt to make such a sound.
He felt a hand on his shoulder and immediately he screamed as he tried to push the hand away. But then he got slapped in the face, making him snap back to reality. He noticed the screams were gone, and it became completely silent.
He looked around and realized all the bodies had melted and turned into ashes. He grabbed Videl's arm, clinging onto it like a lifeline as he tried to get up.
"You..." Silva paused to swallow his saliva. "You killed all of them?" His voice trembled uncontrollably.
"I did. Is that really a surprise?" Videl raised his brows. "But this is far from the end. I want you to get yourself together," he patted Silva's shoulder and looked at the tent in the distance where the intense and immense demonic energy was oozing from.
