Chapter 61 Do Tales Of Purebloods Frighten You

• Under the eerie night sky, miles away from the Sainthood Clan, three cloaked figures arrived beneath the heavy rain. The storm poured down on Mother Earth as if the skies themselves were warning of the war to come. Every living thing would feel the wrath.
• “Open the gate!” came the sharp command of the watch guard.
• The iron gate creaked open, and a black truck rolled into the fortress. Inside, Galastia sat still, eyes fixed on the rain-streaked window. His mind was far away. His fingers tapped lightly on the glass—rhythmic, cold.