Chapter 132 Determined Steds
- It tilted it’s head, seeming to be in confusion until Zillon decided to speak. “Why are we fighting? Why is there a war?”
- The wolf scoffed, crouching down against the tough soil. Zillon could hear fluently as each of it’s bones cracked and then before him, stood a man seeming to be in his late 30s. “I wonder if you’re him...” He smirked.
- “I’m who?”