Chapter 1184 The Four Warlords
- The cold, eerie moonlight bathed Snowy Inn and the vast, desolate snowfield in a ghostly, unsettling glow.
- For a long time, no one dared to speak.
- Will and Virgil, now wrapped in bandages, trembled as they stared at the lifeless bodies of Errol and Mick, sprawled in the snow.