"Griffin..." Evander's eyes were filled with rage and sorrow, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood in his anguish.
Amelia's gaze was one of utter despair, her tears silently falling.
The other people of Silverwind City all wore expressions of deep sorrow.
Griffin had been almost certain to be the next lord of their Silverwind City.
But now, he had died at the hands of the man in the black robe!
Griffin's body was motionless, yet it remained suspended in mid-air.
The Devouring Dragon's right hand, smeared with blood, clenched slightly.
A blood-red orb, the size of a fist, appeared in its hand.
The Devouring Dragon's face lifted into a cold smirk as it inserted the orb into Griffin's pierced left chest.
The orb emitted a glow.
The wound on Griffin's left chest immediately healed.
Then, his body suddenly convulsed, and his eyes glowed with a blood-red light!
