Previous chapter:
Chapter 467: The Monster Kings
Next chapter:
Chapter 469: The Making
PREVIEW
... egan to writhe. His limbs strained against the chains that bound him, muscles bulging and veins throbbing as he fought with everything he had.
His face flushed crimson, the blood surging to his head as precious air slipped from his lungs in a stream of silver bubbles that floated toward the surface and burst soundlessly into the frozen air.
Still, I’ron stood on the shore, his gaze steady, impassive. He watched as the struggle continued, watched as Asher’s strength waned and his ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE