Not in the Same World Anymore?

Titus kept running without stopping for even a second. He only turned once to look back, checking whether Narcissa or her Shadow were pursuing them.

To his relief, neither of them was paying any attention to them.

The last thing he saw was the Witch desperately trying to save her skeleton army, but it was no use.

The skeletons that had been crushed by the spectres looked like they could not come back anymore. They were completely dead.

For a Death Witch who followed the path of the undead army, losing an army she had spent years building up was probably the worst thing that could happen to her.

Even if tonight's loss did not completely break Narcissa, it would hurt her badly enough that she could not recover for many years.

Satisfied that she had finally received the justice she deserved, Titus heard Celeste's voice.

"How did you come back?"

It was actually what he had been wondering about too.