CHAPTER 521
Standing right there in the middle of the chamber, with flames crackling around him, Ray ran his hands through his hair.
The silver strands had become damp with sweat and blood.
He swung his hands to the sides, sending a few specks of blood and sweat splattering onto the ground.
He then proceeded to wipe his lips with the back of his hand.
With a single thought, Nebula disappeared from view, leaving him alone in the destroyed and burning chamber, surrounded by the dead bodies of the Ogres.
A second time….
A second time in his lifetime that he had faced an Emperor-rank beast and needed plenty of help and luck to survive.
The first had been against Nebula.
Back then, he had fought alongside his friends.
As Aspirants, they had almost died.
He and Felix had lost their limbs during the fight, and only the fact that they were both werewolves had allowed them to make it out safely.
If it had been another person, they would have been crippled by now.
