I...
Did I do something wrong?
The desolate wind, blowing through the silent Hall of Deliberations.
In that split second, in Hathaway's heart...
All the previous joy, the elation, all the anticipation.
All turned into pure nothingness.
Bone-chilling cold.
The world became silent, only that illusory curtain of water remained.
Hathaway's pale golden eyes were locked in the illusionary light screen for a long time.
In the scene, the figure of the human boy was so thin.
His head slightly lowered, his hands bound by the black iron shackles.
Under the dark scattered hair, the eyes that once enchanted Hathaway, as if reflecting the Sea of Stars, have never been so obscure as now.
This was the first time Hathaway saw Shiayar so weak.
In the past, because of their captivating first meeting, Shiayar always appeared to Hathaway with a halo-like aura.
He was powerful, he was mysterious.
