The sun drifted towards dusk, painting the red and black mountain range in tranquil hues of purple and blue, wrapping it in quiet mystery.
Rion still sat at the cliff's edge, and no one was there to accompany him anymore.
His excited eyes were locked at the drowning sun as he thought about everything that had happened in the last few days.
'The Remnant... how is it connected to the Corrupted Abysmal Flame?'
Unlike others, Rion knew that the Corrupted Abysmal Flame was the item that created the purple miasma by devouring the nearby life essence. However, he didn't know the connection between the two.
'Does The Remnant have it?' They might have used the Corrupted Abysmal Flame to control the purple fog forest as they liked.
For now, he couldn't be sure, as he knew nothing more than the existence of both.
His expression darkened for a moment, and he whispered under his breath, "They also talked about having the revenge for their Mother..."
