บท 587: Gaze Of Agony

"Uhh…" Lysandra, whose strength was nearly sapped by poison, stirred faintly from the commotion going on around her, her consciousness flickering like a briefly lit candle in a storm. 

Through her blurred vision, a familiar silhouette solidified—Asher, standing defiant against the Dreadspine Serpent.

"Asher...run...now...." Lysandra's voice was barely a whisper, strained and weak, yet carrying the weight of desperate urgency. 

Asher's expression tightened, and he wondered why this woman had come all the way here to throw away her life when she clearly said she didn't care. 

As expected, she can't let the only gate to her son be closed forever. 

Lysandra regretted not waiting a bit longer and was surprised to see that Asher's aura was as strong as ever.

She didn't come in with him together because she didn't want to burden him and instead waited to see if he might come out on his own or not.