บท 72: Seventy One

Chapter 71

Nemus momentarily froze but was also quick to return to his senses as if he had been poured with cold water when he saw the fire he unknowingly created. He frantically retracted the growing flames around his body before they reached the logs close to him, setting their house on fire.

"That was closed!" He muttered and wiped the beads of cold sweat on his forehead, however, before he could truly feel relieved, Nemus' eyes widened and almost choked as his breathing hitched.

"Ah, what the! NO!" That's the only thing he could mutter in his shock and frustration as soon as he saw his freshly sewn clothes that Atasha made, now turned into ashes.

"Dare to criticize me when he himself is no good either! Pei!" Regalus chided vengefully without any consideration to the black elapid who felt depressed, now fading in the picture.