The Gathering
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Kieran who walked out from the light waved his hand up and filled the place with more light.
The lethal plague quickly dispersed under the showering light, the unconscious people started to wake up.
They looked around with empty gazes, they saw their families after a while and also Kieran who was shining.
At the same time, they also remembered everything that happened.
It was the plague, the plague that knocked them out cold but now?
They felt a lot better and refreshed. The dizziness in their heads were gone and they felt a lot more energetic.
Was he the one who saved them?
The people who were healed looked at Kieran under the light, feeling utterly grateful from the bottom of their heart, especially a white-haired elder who was lingering on the verge of death.
The elder who had gone through the old era saw Kieran in a black robe yet felt absolutely divine, the memories of his youth started to come afloat in his mind.