The night breeze entered through the draft in the hut. Tonight it is windy and the forest outside the hut is playing their song, the humming of the insects and the howling of demonic beast.
The young girl shivered in her sleep, her head is still leaning on the wall. Azief got up and took a blanket and covered the girl.
Feeling that is not enough, he lifted her up and put her down on his bed as he look at her forehead that have the same crystal like him.
Then he looks at that woman and feels something in his heart. A tugging sensation and it hurts. Very much so.
'What are your relations with this woman Azul? Is she your sister or is she someone you love?' Azief seems to be asking himself.
He did not know what to do right now. He thought he could just refine the energy of the saber like he refines other energy.
Usually, the thing he refines would disappear as their essence is sucked dry by him. But this saber is different
