"Yes!"
Umbra bowed and answered.
Horace Valerius added, "Take out the Ten Thousand Year Snow Ginseng from the warehouse and send it to the Sacred Pool to heal Mira."
Strix asked cautiously, "Clan Leader, about the Lower Domain..."
"Proceed according to the original plan."
Horace Valerius turned cold-eyed, "Send The Black-armored Guard to teach those ignorant brats a lesson. Remember, don't cause any fatalities."
"Understood."
...
The Dragon Clan's Sacred Pool, enveloped in a mist of spiritual energy spread throughout the cave.
Mael Valerius soaked in the milky white pool water, the wound on his chest slowly healing.
He closed his eyes to meditate, as if severed memories in his mind were resurrecting, flashing continuously with fragmented images—
A pair of smiling eyes, sparkling under the sunlight.
Soft lips with a sweet fruit scent.
And the cry with a sob, "Mael Valerius..."
