The scorching sun shone high above his head, scorching the granite floor. The sweat that rolled down from Remus 'body dripped onto the hot granite floor and evaporated in the blink of an eye.
Remus had forgotten how many days he had been in this square, and every day he came, he repeated the same thing-to destroy his self-esteem, desperately trying to attract the attention of the silent champions who walked past the square.
"Whoever can help me destroy the Ancestral Star's Darkness Tower, I, Remus, am willing to become his most loyal slave. I will never betray him. No matter what he wants me to do, even if he wants me to sacrifice my flesh and soul, I am willing…" Remus roared like a madman in the square. He took out a dagger and used it to carve a bloody scar on his scarred chest. He wanted to use this self-harming method to show his determination and attract more attention.
