Chapter 135 The Homeward Journey

The massive gray bird surged up from the abyss with an unstoppable momentum. Its wings were wrapped in pitch-black flames, trailing behind like torn fabric desperately fluttering before being pierced through.

Inside the blazing cone of fire, a slender vine snapped taut, and Maeve was pulled out, dangling upside down like a kite caught in the wind.

When the force tugging at her arm suddenly eased,