Chương 387: Victory [2]

Amelia was using wind magic to enhance her speed while I shrouded myself in a crackling lightning aura.

She moved like a fleeting gust, while bolts of electricity carried me forward akin to a flash of light.

In a mere fifteen minutes, I reached the location that Nero and the others had shared with us.

Amelia quickly caught up, coming to an abrupt stop beside me after seeing me standing there.

In front of us was a dilapidated Clock Tower. Its ruined walls looked weathered and cracked, with patches of moss visible here and there.

Its clock itself was broken, the minute hand dangling down while the hour hand pointed upwards – forever frozen in time.

The peculiar sight of a Clock Tower hidden amidst the thick forest was just weird.

Why was it built?

What was the reason for its existence?