Chaos marched toward the landmass of the other Mortal Lands, and June happened to be there.
June didn't need saving. She had built her power on top of Eccentric Thunder's inheritance, but her individuality was only hers. There was the chance that she had even moved past the old cultivator's teachings after obtaining the higher energy and the book in Shandal's dimension.
Noah barely understood how her cultivation technique worked. He couldn't help her in that field. Yet, that didn't mean that he didn't want to be with her.
'I didn't notice it,' Noah thought as the images of his last battle appeared in his view. June was there, turned toward him as she stared at the destruction that he had unleashed.
The sporadic sparkle let off by his dark matter illuminated the part of her face that the large hat couldn't cover. Noah could only see half of her lips, but he saw no emotions in them.
