Chapter 897 One Move Execution

• Jaziel drifted south along the wide, grey river, following each bend as if the current itself were pointing the way. He was still searching for the black dragon—an obsession he refused to abandon even after the beast had shattered his hopes of taming it.
• "Stubborn desire tugged him onward for miles. Yet the river gave him nothing but wind-rippled water and, at last, a ruined village whose broken walls whispered of older battles.
• Whatever treasures had once slept there were long since stripped away."