Chapter 241 The Three Artifacts
- Olivia
- The light of the moon hung heavily over the clearing, its glow casting intricate patterns on the ground. As Freya’s words enveloped me, I felt as if I were suspended in time, caught in a web of fate and destiny.
- “I was there when you were born, Olivia,” she whispered directly into my mind. It was a strange sensation, feeling her voice resonate within me, bypassing my ears entirely.