C1107 Do You Have the Right?(1)
The Chief Elder of the Voidweaver Clan, Noeyr, lay in a pool of her own blood. She was not only spitting blood, but her aged and frail body, with skin wrinkled and thin, strangely oozed the same pale green blood, sparkling with tiny crystals. These glimmers exuded an ethereal and illusory quality, linking to the psionic power of the extraterrestrial star walls.
She lay upon a grey
