บท 335: WIND OF CHANGE (4)

CHATHAM ISLAND

NEW ZEALAND

The melody has stopped ringing. Like he was released from an eternal torture, he struggles to get up.

He grabs the branches of dead tree beside him and force himself to stand up. His ears and eyes are bleeding red human blood.

'Shit, this human will was awakened. Hmph' he said as he snorted and spits out the blood that gathered in his mouth.

The moment Azief pushes that Wheel outside the world and into that Void Space he summons, the melody stops.

The sky is still red, and the thunder is still roaring and the wind is still raging but at least that melody is no longer playing.

He felt damages have been done to his soul and he could feel he had lost something. He just didn't know what

His silver hair turns white and then the moment he got back control it turned back silver. This man is Yewa Hafar.

He gritted his teeth and felt a foreboding omen that is building in his heart. His premonition is rarely wrong