Chapter 58: Last bastion
The recollections being displayed in Elyon's head were vividly ephemeral, distantly replaying a scene when Elora and Ruther were still young. He can't exactly tell what's going on. As far his vision can encapsulate, he sees a really spacious and fancy room was filled with vulgar manservants wearing nothing, and there Ruther standing for a little girl full of bruises and wounds. His arms extended up in the air to protect the weak behind him, for he couldn't help himself but do the right things even if the odds are against his way. "No! I will not move here even an inch, father. I request you release everyone you enslaved in this chamber, including my sister behind me!" Ruther declared. His fists were clasped, ready to strike when it comes down to it despite how small and weak he was. Th
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