The lord of the Purple Vale


 His steps were slow, they were almost crawling on dry land, dirt path that led to the top of Mt. Midleon. He looked back worriedly, no one was following him. They must have lost track of him. Fortunately, because his body was exhausted and full of wounds from the constant fighting. He still couldn't handle a sword fight, he had to sleep …

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