The warm light of the star shone on Jiale City, carved out by the villa's windows, resembling a pudding on Ash.
Ash slowly opened his eyes, sat on the bed in a daze for a while, picked up the kettle from the bedside table and poured half a cup of water into the glass, then took a sip, the shaking glass splashing water onto his face.
The cup wasn't shaking, but his hand was.
"I'm still alive..." Ash let out a long breath, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and lay back on the bed, "I survived..."
Recalling the first night at Ruby Mountain, Ash still felt lingering fear.
No one expected that during their internal strife, a Blood Magic legend would suddenly appear.
