Alk White's Perspective.
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***Previously from the Alk White's chronicles.
[Diamante wants to add you to his party?]
[Will you accept?]
[Yes]
My body slams once again on a rough sand floor, with the waves crashing over at my flank.
Looking at my side, I notice the shrub with its leaves transformed into charcoal with its pot dismantled into grains of gravel. Upon rummaging the bed of sands, my hand grapples an item akin to a crest I have seen before.
I hastily pick the object and check it for myself, only to find out a necklace with a gryphon standing in the middle. The image reminds me of Diamante, roaring majestically at his human enemies.
"Right! Where is Diamante?!" I hysterically screamed while searching far and wide my surroundings.
Unfortunately, I could only discern the wide beach with its waves ramming the lands, refreshing my limbs from the cool sensation of the tide.
