Mori was bored. There wasn't really any other way to say it; he was impossibly, irrevocably and, most of all, mind-numbingly bored. He hated this continent. Hated it with a passion. Couldn't understand how people still massively flocked to this specific spot. From the desertly landscapes of Oasis Springs to the harsh but beautiful winters …
41. The Wise Ones
"Alright," a striking - and very ash-y - vampire spoke. He sat at a long table, and looked at those who sat around him with a nonchalant look on his face that he occasionally alternated with a cocky smirk. "Allow me to sum this up. James kicked our boy Vlad here right out of his …
