C85 !

"Roar!"

Within the felt tent of the Nakang Tribe, Zopyrus clutched his left eye in agony. Thin streams of bright red blood seeped through his fingers, sending shivers down the spines of those who saw it.

At that moment, he was draped in the Godsbane Cloak, now soaked through with blood. The viscous blood continued to trickle down his body, staining the floor of the tent a sinister red