Chapter 1405 Soul Lost to the Wraithlands

• "Mr. Ramsey!"
• Varryn stepped quickly in front of Robin, his tone sincere. "Sir, I can sense the depth of your love for your wife. Please, hold off just for a moment. Let me speak a few words. I'm willing to petition the High Pontiff on your behalf. If we can't reach your terms, then ... you may act as you see fit."
• But before his words could take effect, a wave of hateful shouting from the citizens erupted across Soulforge Mountain.