Savan Empire, Royal Capital of Telon
In the underground of Duke Galos's manor
The slightly trembling body on the stone chair gradually regained its stability. The eyes hidden behind the mask, devoid of any sparkle, slowly opened. A faint smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, seemingly mocking the frailty and powerlessness of his own body.
"Not only can it only endow such superficial pain, but even this body that belongs to 'me' is such a failure..." He raised his head, his unfocused gaze as if staring at some unseen presence, and let out a low, derisive laugh.
The candles evenly distributed throughout the space were flickering, as if struggling to drive away the surrounding darkness and merge it with him.
It's rare for Ji Xiaodao and Galos to not be here...
It's rare to get to enjoy this moment of tranquility...
It's rare to have time alone to think...
Although there really isn't anything worth thinking about.
