Chapitre 635: The Man Who Sold Us Out

The mineral ore slowly slipped off Northern's hands as he turned and caught a glance of the man who entered the smithy.

His eyes widened and trembled. Eleina, as she saw this, had immediately raised her voice…

"Heyyy…" only for her to stop as she beheld Northern's countenance.

She felt the fiery flames of her soul flicker and tousle to hide away from the ominous light faintly radiating in his eyes.

Eleina had only felt this way once in her entire life. She prided herself on her edge-sharp instincts and ability to sense danger faster and deeper than every other drifter, even the elites.

Right now, she was utterly confused and devastated at what she was feeling. The level of danger she perceived from Northern made her freeze in place, cold sweat running down her back.