Punching Bags

"Hold on, I will think of a way to save you."

"Oh right, Cloud City. As long as we reach the legendary Cloud City, we will definitely find a way to cure the poison."

"You must hold on, Hathaway."

Locke looked at Hathaway, who was lying in his arms with a pale face. The anxiety in his heart was indescribable.

He had never hated himself for being weak like today.

Had he been stronger, then Hathaway would not come in harm's way.

Despite being so young, Locke had already become a Stage 3 Level 7 Beastmaster. He had also contracted ta Divine Dragon, a Wind and Fire Elemental, as well as a two-headed snake. He possessed great potential.

He had even defeated a powerhouse as strong as the Mountain City's lord.

It was definitely worth taking pride in.

However, the mysterious and vicious old man's sudden appearance was like a bucket of cold water being splashed onto Locke's head.