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Life

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Soran mourned for Asha and the rest the Blood Wolves clan members that have lost their lives unjustly in just a night.

He carried Asha’s cold body to the temple of the Blood Wolves clan that is especially built for the Priestess. The temple’s position is at the peak of the only mountain of the blessed land.

And it is for the Priestess to be closest to the pure light of the moon that feels the same as the origin of their existence.

Soran trudged up towards the rough terrain while carrying Asha on his back. Sweat trickled down his pale and haggard face as he single-mindedly continued his trek with pupils blended in darkness.

The warm touch of the morning sun did nothing to alleviate the coldness that is currently occupying his heart and soul.

Soran has never felt so useless and pained. He could not protect Asha, and he is alive while the rest of his clansmen are dead.

He could not even se

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