Bab 106: Storm Dream

In her dream, she steered an old ship into an endless storm.

Fragile masts were snapped, tattered sails were blown down, and the rotten deck shattered. Finally, the entire ship was wrecked to pieces by the violent storm.

As for Erin, the helmsman of the old, bloated, and rotten ship, she was thrown into the air before plummeting into the deep sea amidst the whistling winds.

The sea was filled with pale corpses. They stared at her with wide eyes as if they were saying: "This is all your fault."

Deep in the sea, a pair of huge pitch-black wings slowly spread out in front of her. Two blood-red eyes widened under the wings and stared fixedly at her.

Or rather, he stared fixedly at the illusory crow feather in her hand.