"One breath!"
If Dark needle had arrongantly asked them to forcefully sell their spirit to some religion few breaths ago, they would have stoned him
death.
Right now none of them dared to even breathe to loud.
'I'm willing to serve the Abyss snake!" An anxious voice suddenly yelled out.
Everyone's gaze was immediately directed towards the owner of the voice; Feiryboulder.
"What about your dedication towards your clan?" Dark needle asked with a smirk on his face.
Feiryboulder's face couldn't help but become pale. He knew Dark needle was trying to make things difficult for him, but what choice did he have.
"My life is worth more!" He gritted his terth as he uttered.
