Chapter 835 Three Sword Sects
- Gazing at Ninette's rosy lips, Emrys was suddenly reminded of a moment not too long ago, when he was just a step away from crossing a significant threshold with her. His breathing became increasingly labored.
- He felt as if roaring flames were burning within him.
- Yet, in the next second, he felt a pang of unease, a sensation akin to a thorn in his back.