Chapter 108: Will You Come?
Mist Marsh, just as its name suggests, is shrouded in dense, grayish-white fog all year round. The air is filled with miasma, mud sprawls everywhere, and twisted monstrous trees claw…
Mist Marsh, just as its name suggests, is shrouded in dense, grayish-white fog all year round. The air is filled with miasma, mud sprawls everywhere, and twisted monstrous trees claw…