บท 295: Don't be Ashamed

The full form of a young boy, who appeared to be just a little older than Ruri, materialized before everyone. The sight for Alm and Bruno quickly overlaid the image of the young boy they had saved when they were still in the body of a simple skeleton.

He wore tribal clothes made of fur, revealing more than covering his body. Physically slim like an elf, but surprisingly, his muscles exuded an aura of density characteristic of dwarves. His face was a fascinating blend of features, a visual symphony that seemed to capture the essence of many humanoid races. His intensely blue eyes shone with the determination of warrior gods, while his hair showcased a palette that mixed various vibrant colors.

Alm sighed and spoke. 'His appearance has changed a bit, and I can feel the bloody rune within him... no doubts left.'