Chapter 125: Confrontation
In the forest. Lorabel gripped the Holy Sword tightly, her eyes scanning the surroundings warily. Around her was already a scene of devastation—cracks like gaping wounds marred the ground, golden…
In the forest. Lorabel gripped the Holy Sword tightly, her eyes scanning the surroundings warily. Around her was already a scene of devastation—cracks like gaping wounds marred the ground, golden…