C880 Magic sword

In the pitch-black cave abode, there was only a dim cold light. Apart from this, there was also the ice-cold air and the water droplets that constantly dripped down from above.

The slope was steep, and the air was humid. The ground was slippery.

A figure was struggling in the midst of it all …

"You're the only one I have left. My dad is dead, and the village is gone as well