"Are you sure this is the right way?" Raizel complained and looked uncomfortably at the Pathweaver, who was sitting on his horse. The small, glowing thing chirped softly, and its vine-like arms and legs wrapped around the saddle firmly. As Sirena spoke, "Relax, Raizel," but her voice didn't sound like she really meant it. "This is supposed to lead us. You agree, Pathweaver?" The Pathweaver nodded in a strange way, and its small, blank face tilted forward. Alessia, who was riding ahead, felt tense all the time. It felt like they were going into a dark maze in the Forest of Nyssor because of its thick canopy. Every sound of leaves rustling made her heart beat faster, and she clenched her horse's reins even tighter. Alessia said, "I don't like this place. Every step feels like we're going around and around." Raizel looked back over his shoulder and searched the dark forest with his sharp eyes. "You're not wrong. Our journey has been going on for hours, but we still don't feel lik
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-24 Baca selengkapnya