After a while, Pearson was heard murmuring to himself, "Miss Fimoli, how have you been all these years? We are about to bring you home. We hope the Heaven and Earth Veins can change everything, so our clan members can run joyously under the sun, free and unrestrained."
Imagining such a beautiful scene, his eyes involuntarily became moist.
"Everyone, increase the vigilance to prevent another sneak attack by the werewolves."
After Pearson's instructions, many zombies immediately crawled up the rock wall, climbing swiftly like agile spiders.
For the family, for the territory, for the dignity, even if they were heavily injured, they had to fulfill their duty of guarding.
Only the light exchanged for with blood would be so dazzling, only the freedom won with life would be so enduring.
