Chapter 133 A New Sense Of Fulfillment

Vanessa Jacobs 1.1k words

Issahil

The sun was slowly sinking below the horizon, casting hues of orange, gold and brick-red on the sky, as well as a warm glow over the clearing in the forests.

The siege had officially come to an end and the human mob had long dispersed, save for the few that...

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