Dawn of Glory [the half-breed]

Thirty-fourth Chapter

Theme: The Fatal Clash, Two

She had been strolling in the strange desert land for several hours, yet she couldn't find anything. She could feel her feet getting heavier with every step that she took. It was like a boulder knot was tied to my waist.

Her pinky hair had turned grey due to the wind that was blowing in the desert. Her clothes had turned into something else, and Joy was sure that she wouldn't last long if she continued like this.

The same goes for her puppy. She could see that the poor soul was very tired. She could see that...