Deep within the Jade Forest, as tranquil and natural as an Elf Realm.
As his palm gently caressed the cheek of the stunningly beautiful female elf, a torrent of memories threatened to erupt from the depths of Zorn's mind.
Memories of his trysts with many graceful female elves deep in the forest.
Memories of being riddled with arrows by a horde of female elves after he hunted down and killed the Elf Queen.
Memories of unleashing the forbidden flames of an Exotic Realm, incinerating the entire Elf Kingdom and accomplishing the feat of char-grilling elves.
The next moment, thick, sturdy Spiritual Chains emerged within his memories.
Zorn, who had been sinking into the sweet trap of the dream, suddenly had a fierce, blood-red glint burst forth from the depths of his pupils.
'This is the damned Jade Dream Realm... I've been... pulled into a dream by a Jade Dream Maker.'
