Chapter 101. Reunion

~Western city gates, Andreia, two weeks ago~

"Welcome back, Moriah," Damian uttered, staring into Moriah's crimson eyes with a gentle smile. They both stood under a gentle storm, surrounded by lifeless bodies and blood. The sky had turned dark gray, and the dark clouds blocked the rays of moonlight from reaching the ground.

The scent of blood, rain, and burnt wood permeated the surrounding air, and the depressing scene of slaughtered soldiers looked like a sight from a nightmare.

"What?" Moriah mouthed with a whisper, her eyes growing glassy with a glint of confusion and sadness, peering back into Damian's violet eyes. He didn't seem surprised or angered by the sword pointing at him. Instead, he seemed happy, as if this was what he'd always wanted.

"Can't you see, Moriah? A year ago you changed after you slaughtered all those Valtorian soldiers for putting a sword through my chest. Your heart hardened because you were afraid of letting such a thi