Previous chapter:
Chapter 43 The Butcher.
Next chapter:
Chapter 45 Rolling Hills.
PREVIEW
... y swayed behind him, like a soft beacon of light amidst the darkness.
Every movement was effortless and fluid, the tail's snowy scales shimmering in the glow of the afternoon sun.
As he moved, the tail trailed behind him, its serpentine curves forming hypnotic patterns in the air.
The tail seemed to have a life of its own, twisting and turning in perfect harmony with Archer's every step.
Its delicate and graceful motions belied the tail's astonishing power.
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE