Crash!
The ink-colored ridge stood slanting like a blade across the earth, with no wind and no clouds, as the night loomed low.
Only the giant waves, like city walls, rolled in from afar, crashing against the cliff below with a deafening roar.
Time and again, the black cliff stood tall and unmoved.
The dim waves seemed to be at a loss, retreating gradually after countless fruitless assaults.
When the sounds of the tide weakened to the gasps of a trapped beast, the panorama at the base of the cliff began to reveal a corner.
Rounded stones, polished and jewel-like, lined the shore, and scattered bones of indiscernible Demon Beasts sprawled everywhere.
As the winds rose, a skull was gently pushed and rolled across the smooth strand, until it knocked against a charred corpse.
Bang!
The originally pitch-black corpse suddenly burst into a wisp of blue-white flame.
The skull, already veined with cracks, turned instantly into powder.
