111 The Weight of His Karma

Having made up his mind about what he needed to do, Reed had sent out a summons to a select few — the people he trusted the most and those who needed to hear the truth.

Velvund. Haydn. Violett. Sebastian. Astor. Horatio. Ophelia.

They had been instructed by Reed to gather in the abandoned ruins of an Ancient Mulian city in the North that had been lost to time.

It'd been one of the many cities that had fallen during the Great Barrier War in defense of the continent thousands of years ago. Soon after, what little remained of the former metropolis had been buried under an eternal layer of ice and snow for millennia... until now.

Reed felt his stomach churn in dread when he noticed their arrival and took a long, deep breath.

You have to tell them. You have to do it. You owe it to them. Do it.

Lu'um tightly grasped one of Reed's hands and said, "You can do it, Ka'an. I will be beside you the entire time. …Come, let us go and greet them."