C73 The Helplessness of That Youth!

Time had become a blur after Licinius departed, leaving only Zopyrus's faint cries echoing through the desolate Sincage.

The throbbing in his head had significantly subsided. Perhaps that vile centipede had finally finished devouring his brain?

With a weary chuckle, Zopyrus felt a fatigue reminiscent of the time Clements had him run from the front of the mountain to the back