บท 909: Chapter 909 Choice

Nevertheless, Meg Robinson could not stop wonder at the mystery of this place. If she could describe it in one word then she would use no doubt use magical in its truest sense.

There were myriad candles floating overhead which granted a unique ambiance to its surroundings.

If she was in a date with Miles right now then this would be the perfect setting for a romantic night together. Unfortunately for her, reality was pretty much indifferent to wishes.

"The man in your dreams." The Demon Lord presented and a crack apparated two souls.

One looked like a newly awakened corpse with very pale skin, white dumb face, snake holes for nose, red eyes and ugly slits for pupils.

The strange man had a skeletal weak body and long, thin arms with unnaturally long hands. This was of course the odd description of Leland, the Mad Shaman.