A lot of time had passed.
The individual battles were all over—some won, some lost.
Some survived. Others… didn't.
Frey and Ghost ...
After tearing through the mountain range like madmen…
It had taken them several long minutes to finally arrive.
With every second that passed, Frey could feel his heart pounding harder and faster as they closed in.
Frey—the man whose emotions had been long buried, whose heart had turned cold—was now more anxious than ever.
Because they were nearing someone who still had the power to stir those long-forgotten feelings inside him.
Danzo.
He was a man who gave so much… and never asked for anything in return.
One of the very few people Frey truly cared about.
"Danzo…"
The wait didn't last long.
Both Frey and Ghost finally reached the battlefield.
But the enemy was nowhere to be seen.
Instead, all they found was a devastated cavern .. crushed and ruined by the battle that had taken place within.
And at the very end of that cavern…
