Only half an hour had passed when Rein's group came back.
They returned silently with gloominess on their backs.
Out of thirteen of the wounded, only three survived when Rein's team arrived.
None of the dragon's blood work. Only Rein's blood could help them.
But despite his blood. The black cursed still continued to eat their body albeit slowly.
No matter how much Rein delayed the curse in their body, the three Avians were still doomed to die.
He could only at least made them last for a day.
The families of the dead Avians all mourned for their loss. The whole clan mourned for the sixty-plus Avian.
It was a tiring and painful day.
The teams that were searching the wagons reported that all carriages that were sent to different clans were all empty.
