C279 The Situation of the Nine Continents!!(2)

In a daze, Maeander found himself back on that profound, rainy night.

It was just as cold, with the rain pouring down in torrents.

In the dark, chilly night, amidst the relentless downpour, he had stood over Clayton, pressing him underfoot. Before Clayton's very eyes, Maeander had plunged the Frost Sword into Thora's chest with ruthless force