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'The season is changing so fast. I wonder what will happen to me in this world. With Zephyir falling into a deep sleep, I have no one to rely on but myself.'
In a quiet corner of their dilapidated base, Seraphyne listened intently to the report delivered by Babit.
'It feels as if I am really destined to save this world, with all problems rushing to me one by one. Was I too lucky and leisurely back on Earth? It makes me think if I haven't done enough good.'
She was aware that a battle broke in when the pack warriors were nearing the center of Tasar City. But she could not do anything. She could not leave the soul space nor the chamber she was in when refining Zephyir's medicine.
"Master, the pack members arrived safely. Please rest assured. You can completely let go of your worries and focus on refining."