C194 It Was the Most Sorrowful Part of the Journey!

The Old Vermilion Bird Lord strode forth from the void with the presence of a dragon and the step of a tiger.

He approached Merak, observing Zopyrus and the child Zosima on her back, yet he remained silent.

The persistent drizzle fell, soaking Zosima's hair, plastering her soft black locks to her pale face, rendering her appearance heartbreakingly pitiful.

"Without my word