96. The Cursed Sevenfold Council Hall. [2]
Gradually, the rain transformed into a full-blown storm. It became difficult to see as the winds intensified, causing the branches of the oak trees to sway vigorously.
The bird, too, struggled in the harsh conditions. Suddenly, a branch snapped off from an oak tree and struck the bird's eye. It shrieked in pain, but quickly sought refuge within a hollow in a tree, prioritizing its survival.
Time passed, and Logan continued walking alongside the woman, enduring the tumultuous storm.
She didn't even flinch in the midst of the rainstorm. The usual warm rays of sunlight cascaded upon the newly planted cypress trees. As the storm within Logan's heart subsided, he found solace in the serene atmosphere.
"Hmm~" The woman hugged herself and hummed.
Logan quickened his pace, covering some distance.
