As dawn approached, the last trace of cold night light on the northern wasteland completely faded.
Two different moons still hung solitary in the sky, one silver and one red, their cold light like blades.
The cold light sliced diagonally through the carved skylight of the main hall of the Divine Clan Alliance, pouring straight down into the hall.
The light fell on the cold, jade-like bluestone tiles, and also struck two disheveled figures.
It stung the eyes and made their hearts ache.
The Fierce Warrior and the Wise Warrior clung tightly to each other’s arms, each step sinking and their steps unsteady.
His entire robe was torn and torn, soaked with dark red blood.
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