Chapter 6348 The Siege of Cloudrest
- Gwendolyn stood at the highest point of the city walls, ice-blue divine radiance flowing across her palm.
- Behind her stood the Frosthall's 137 disciples. In every pair of eyes, the flame was burning.
- They had only awakened the bloodline not long ago, and their cultivation still hadn't stabilized. Even so, not one of them stepped back.