The space in the ruins was much larger than shier had imagined. Shier had been wandering around the ruins for a whole day, but she had not found any signs of an exit.
Not to mention an exit... she had not found a single light source in the ruins, but she had encountered many dangerous monsters.
This had also caused Shier’s injuries during the battle to become even more serious. Even the only primary crystals used for lighting had been used up.
Currently, what was guiding her forward was still the weak light emitted by the spirit of Frost.
There was another bad news. Shearer’s magic power was about to run out.
The spirit of frost that had been circling around Shearer suddenly floated forward and landed not far in front of her.
“Chair? Why is there a chair here?”
Shearer dragged her exhausted body slowly to the broken bench. The light emitted by the spirit of Frost allowed her to see less than a meter
“Who once lived here?”
