676 Glass Knife

Surrounded by devastation, Sunny, Kai, and Effie stared at each other with confused expressions on their faces. Their weapons were still raised, ready to strike at the enemies… however, there were no enemies around.

Just dead silence.

Sunny tensely studied the devastated hall, then slowly pulled out the emerald amulet and looked at the little girl with a silent question written on his face.

"Effie… tell me… is there, perhaps, a slumbering Saint somewhere in the temple?"

She frowned, then shook her head.

Sunny was genuinely perplexed.

"Uh… maybe there is an indescribable horror that had been contained by the chalice? And we have set it free? Or an ancient curse? "

The little girl wiped the sweat off her bruised face, then said in her soft, childish voice:

"Not that I know of. Uh… no, there are no horrors. Or curses."

Sunny blinked a couple of times.

"So, what… we really won? Just like that?"

Effie stared at him for a bit, and then yelped in outrage: