Chapter 50: The Blood Elixir [1]
'I...'
'I definitely thought that she would be a pawn...'
'I was going to toss her anyway...'
'But...'
'But even after thinking that, why does my heart hurt so much?'
Luke's tears flowed incessantly, staining his face with a mixture of sorrow and despair. The weight of his losses seemed unbearable as he received the devastating news of the deaths of his loyal allies from the lower realms.
The once strong and formidable leader was now left without a single soul to stand by his side, without anyone strong enough to shield him from the impending danger that awaited him.
As the days dragged on, his heart heavy with grief, Luke's spirit gradually faded away, succumbing to the inevitable fate that awaited him. And so, he passed away, leaving behind a legacy of shattered dreams and a trail of unfulfilled promises.
