|| Chapter 287 || The Trap Within The Darkness
"Achoo!"
Jagra rubbed his nose with his sleeve. He could stand the freezing cold anymore. It was already too dark to see, and the cold was beyond annoying. He couldn't stop shivering. But he thinks it is a good thing. He would be able to stay awake, being bothered by the freeze and the frightening darkness around him. He gripped the hidden dagger strapped to the side of his waist as he walked. The sound of his steps was the only loud thing that entered his ears. Everything else was ominously quiet as though deathly energy has enveloped the dark woods.
"Hey, are you alright?"
Jagra turned to his side, finally realizing that he wasn't walking alone. The silver eyes beauty walked to his side, gripping the hilt of his sword vigilantly. Jagra sniffed and exhaled a shuddering breath. "I'm freezing and worried."