Chapter 185 The Battle Xvi-i

• The suffering Vione now endured was beyond measure. Pain and loss struck her relentlessly, one after the other. It seemed as if God had no intention of giving her a moment to breathe. She had lost not only Usher, but also her family, those she trusted, and the pack.
• Vione was drowning in an endless sea of grief. Every lost life, every face she had known was now nothing more than a memory that haunted her. They were gone, leaving behind an unbearable grief, and most painful of all was the realization that even circumstances would not allow her to give Usher a proper burial.
• Her regret deepened. She asked herself. If only I hadn't left, if only I had stayed with Usher, wouldn't all this have happened?