Chapter 339: Chapter 105: Game-Breaking Battle XIX

This was just a slightly dilapidated cabin, so cramped that there was hardly room for one person to turn around in. In the darkness, there was a single bed made of dry wood, a battered wooden cabinet, and a table adding to the few items that filled the space.

The small and gloomy room was the only shelter the three could find at the moment. Outside was the bone-chilling cold of the cemetery at night, and a wind lantern hung by the window, its iron base and handle almost frosted over.

Inside, at least, there was still a bit of warmth.

The breathing of the three people was very light.

No one had lived here for many years, and the air was permeated with a faint musty smell. The elf girl fluttered her eyelashes slightly, and after a while, she came to.

She turned her head weakly and looked at the two young girls beside the bed.

"Sister Atira!" Both girls looked worried.

Atira's pale face displayed a slight smile, warming her heart, "Gita, Fuli, I owe you thanks."