The night descended, and a few dim lights flickered, slightly illuminating this area that had just encountered a disaster.
Aurelia Shaw was so exhausted that her arms ached, and her legs could no longer move. She dragged her weary body down a rocky path when suddenly, there was someone standing in the shadows.
His face hidden in darkness, tall and imposing, with a wide black coat accentuating his sharp demeanor, his deep, dark eyes were fixed on her. Aurelia Shaw, squinting under the dim light, saw his face clearly.
She was slightly startled.
Mason Nightshade?
Why is he here?
Shouldn't he be in the hospital?
Mason Nightshade extended his hand to her, "Come here." His clear, mellow voice mingling with the wind blew over gently.
