Ronan gradually approached the edge of the wilderness, where it bordered a dense, dark forest.
Following the instructions conveyed by the fluctuations in his consciousness, he entered the forest and, after traversing less than two hourglass rotations, finally stopped in front of a bare stone wall.
Ronan scrutinized the stone wall before him but saw nothing peculiar.
The moonlight above remained cool and clear, passing through the gaps in the dense forest. In a daze, it seemed as if countless green worms were swiftly crawling down through the air, eagerly trying to burrow into his body.
Beneath the titanium robe, the green stain on his chest had enlarged again, vaguely revealing the outline of a wolf silhouette.
It wasn't far until Finnir's mark was fully imprinted on him; Ronan even felt an irresistible impulse to recklessly rush towards the spot where the moonlight spilled, causing the two bloodlines within him to become somewhat restless...
