Chapter 102

• Jeremy's mind was in a complete state of chaos, with thoughts swirling in his head like a whirlpool. The rogues had thrown him out like a sack of potatoes. When he tried to get back to Celeste again, he was punched again by the bastards. But Jeremy seemed numb to the pain.
• In the end, he lay on the ground. Above him, the moon was still veiled by the dark clouds, and he could not help but feel a sense of emptiness and despair creeping over him.
• Time seemed to have lost all meaning as Jeremy lay there, not knowing how long he had been on the ground or how he managed to crawl back to his place. His clothes were in tatters, and the mud caked on his skin was proof of the ferocity of the attack he had endured.