Chapter 197

• In the forest...
• Dawson was standing on the mountain peak, gazing down at the Ancient City of Lightning under the dark sky as a cold wind swept over him. The 18 majestic king statues were towering over the city. They were enveloped in white light, illuminating the sky at night. All the statues faced towards the wilderness, like deities overlooking the world from afar, except for the three statues surrounding the main manor, which faced the manor. The statues looked as though they were overlooking the people in the city as well.
• A slow, bitter smile creased his face and he shook his head in exasperation.