Chapter 1229
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ild, unbridled rage bubbled inside Hadjar’s chest. How dare she! How dare she disturb the final rest of someone who gave his life for the peace of his children? For his homeland. For those who’d gone with him into that last battle. It was unforgivable!
The storm was roaring in the sky, tearing it apart. The storm ripped through the fog of war, revealing the vast, blue eye of the storm. But an even bigger storm was brewing inside Hadjar’s soul.
The Knight in front of him clenched his bearlike fists. Dedhie’Ashana was pouring more and more power into him. So much so that the dying warriors decorating his armor screamed. A cloak appeared on Dogar’s shoulders, woven from the cries and laments of the wounded. A horn in which the tip of Moon Leen’s spear was clearly visible
