The Witch closed all communication devices and set up the highest level of isolation barriers around the room.
Only in such an absolutely private environment did she dare to reveal her true emotions.
Exhaustion, unprecedented exhaustion.
It's not just physical exhaustion, but also a heavy burden on the spirit.
The war had lasted for thirteen full years, consuming too much of her mental energy and resources.
More frustrating was that victory still seemed far away.
She slowly walked to a specially-made safe in the center of the room and used her blood and Soul Seal to unlock layers of seals.
Once opened, there was only one thing inside—a mysterious card glowing with a dazzling starlight.
The existence of this card was the true reason she persisted in this conquest.
The material of the card looked like solidified starlight itself, with a touch as smooth as jade, yet carrying a mysterious texture beyond substance.
