The disciples’ awe at the incredible Lone Shadow Lone Shadow Lone Shadow Lone Shadow Lone Shadow Lone Shadow Lone Shadow Lone Shadow Lone Shadow Lone Shadow Lone Shadow Lone Shadow Lone Shadow Lone Shadow Swift Sword was short-lived. Gritting their teeth, they placed their hands on the hilts of their own blades.
A voice like a celestial bell echoed through the forest, followed by a presence so immense it seemed to make the very air tremble. She