Chapitre 112: Parade of Souls

In a river filled with blood-colored liquid, there were hundreds of leaves drifting in silence on its stream. Each of them contained a glowing blue orb, but despite its radiance, the place was dim.

It was silent, and the stars were hanging above the sky, forming patterns to create different shapes and figures. The river had a long, narrow way, and at the end of it was a waterfall with a floating rock and a man sitting in a crossed-leg position.

There was one noteable thing about him: his arms. He had one on the left and four on the right.

His eyes were closed at that moment, but after a second, they opened, and he began to whisper a few words.

"One had to dare interrupt the parade of souls," he said, and then he looked at the leaf with a missing blue orb.

. . . . .

A few minutes earlier, inside the dungeon, Heaire called out Allesanah's name.

"Allesanah Von de Viance, do you hear me?" She asked.