Chapter 48

Torvin's face twisted suddenly. He, along with the Nine-Headed Hydra Tree and the Yellow-Furred Weasel, started losing HP, slowly but steadily.

Up on the cliff, a woman in a gorgeous, sparkling gown stepped forward.

Her first step looked like she was walking on air, but frost bloomed beneath her foot, holding her up like invisible glass.

One step, two steps, three steps ... Each one left a flower