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Swoosh-
The quiet sound of waves drifted in through the window. It was dawn, and Li Kenxie was silently gazing at the familiar sight—a scene he’d grown tired of over the past few months in Babel.
“…”
The winter sea wind assaulted his entire body, then scattered in every direction. It was a wind that would have chilled anyone to the bone.
But Li Kenxie felt nothing. No biting cold that stung his skin. No ensuring warmth surging from within. Nothing registered at all.
Feeling that typical, hollow emptiness, Li Kenxie began recalling memories of a time before the emergence of the Towers of Heroes and the Abyss of Demons—
Flicker-
A faint crackle of flame suddenly echoed in his ears. Turning his head, Li Kenxie spotted an old lamp sitting on the table, something Caden had sent a few weeks ago without warning. The strange lamp, a symbol of a person’s life, contained a flickering flame—which was now burning precariously.
“…”
Knowing what that meant, Li Kenxie wordlessly stared at the flame of his disciple’s life rushing toward death, weakening further and further.
Woong!
When the crimson light faded, the flame changed; it turned transparent. Seeing it, Li Kenxie’s eyes widened at the Sacred Flame Caden had left behind. He slowly reached out toward the old lamp, and a portion of the final Sacred Flame that Caden lit seeped into...
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