C40 I Can't Save Your Senior Sister

I can't save your sister.

Thunder rumbled above his head as he leaned his back against the changing winds and clouds. Thunder rumbled like a war chariot, and the changing wind and clouds were like the shadows of swords.

One man and one sword were like a great army marching on ice.

Her looks and demeanor could topple nations.

His aura was unparalleled.

Peerless