Chapter 457
HUFF!
HUFFF!
"That was slightly hard." Grey yawned as he placed his hands on his knees, huffing and panting in exhaustion while a dozen dead beasts lay sprawled across the ground around him.
His face was smeared with blood stains, seemingly from the slain beasts, their blackened blood dripping down onto his clothes. Surprisingly, his sword remained spotless despite being the primary instrument of their demise.
Off to the side, atop the carriage, Thalos sat in his disguised human form, his expression almost bored but faintly masked by the fascination of watching Grey single-handedly slaughter the beasts.
'I really don't know how strong he was back on his continent. He says he lost his memories, but personally, I think his past self and full power are slowly seeping out. There's a small crack in him right now, a crack that appeared after he relearned his wind magic.
