"Is there something wrong with the commander?" Cristopher asked Sherry. "He's been staring off into the distance for the past hour. Did something happen last night?"
The teenage boy was still fine when he returned to rest yesterday after training the new recruits.
But now, he seemed absentminded. Cristopher had been with Zion for a long time, but this was the first time he saw the latter act like this.
"He had a bad dream earlier," Sherry replied. "He might still be thinking about it right now."
Zion had bad dreams before. Sherry could still remember the nights when he cried in her arms as he slept. And most of the time, he would call out names she had never heard of.
So far, Sherry recognized only one name among the many her lover mentioned—Vincent. However, that was before Zion met the other party during the tournament sponsored by the Ashford Clan.
