Chapitre 268: Clench Your Teeth

Northern watched with a heavy heart as his clones harvested the cores of the fallen monsters.

Remnants of the Lance's crude obsidian flames flickered upon the ground here and there, and the entire atmosphere had been contained.

Terence and Raven were also harvesting some cores, while Helena sat down, heaving unevenly, something clearly amiss from Northern's perspective.

But he decided to disregard it, as relations were strained between them after she had rashly voiced her thoughts.

He was not angry; in fact, thanks to her words, he was beginning to consciously scrutinize himself more than usual, but he would simply ignore her and abstain from involving himself in her affairs out of pettiness.

Raven rose up,

"The way forward?"

Northern lingered for a few moments, exchanging glances between the Corpse and the surroundings.

Raven observed him for a while, then said:

"They are mere monsters... why does it trouble you so?"