Chapter 409 – Path ahead
Kaden and Rea lay there on the ground, exhausted in different manners.
Rea slipped into the dream realm after knowing that Kaden was okay, with the avatar of Einar sleeping on her chest.
For Kaden, sleep refused to come in any way or shape possible. He just lay on the ground, looking at the ceiling of this weird room, afraid of even looking at the painting once more.
To think a simple trail of blood would contain a whole memory. Was that a level of blood control he could eventually step into?
Prometheus couldn't help but wonder.
However, that was the least important thing among all the matters he needed to wonder about.
'A dead god.' Kaden mused inwardly, breathing consciously and loudly in order to keep himself calm. 'So the Warborn is a fragmented bloodline of a dead god. And now, I need to gather all of them to make it whole.'
Every time he thought about that, he couldn't help but frown his eyebrows.
