“Dark Nephilim? But they just some urban legend, right, Aiden?” Ask Emir.
“Humph urban legend? Like what they told you about the extinction of the soul reader clan?” Daniel answer with a bit of sarcasm. “History is written by the winner.”
“What do you mean by that?”
Fenrir asks Daniel curiously, but Daniel just got silent looking at the view while drinking his wine, his face is full of mourn.
“Let just focus on one thing right now, finding the key elements and back to the elven realm, another story will come later.” Says Aiden with a puzzling comment.
Emir and Fenrir look into each other and then shrug it off, there’s not being they can do about it.
“Okay, we have extra time to do whatever you want, I’m going to call some of my colleagues, and go to lunch with them, so they are
