Chapter 420

After an unknown amount of time, as the fire grew closer and the smoke thicker, he stopped struggling and slowly, despairingly lowered his head.

It hurt, it hurt so much, it hurt to the point of death, just a bit more pain and he might seel his gentle mother telling him stories and his father playing ball with him again, right?

“Little kitty, don’t run away!”

“Come on, don’t be scared. Let’s play together!!

By the riverside on the outskirts of town, Xanthea held a Swiss Army knife, gleefully chasing a little black cat.

Oliver, following behind, was panting and supporting his legs.

“Xan, Xan, stop running!”

“That knife in your hand is too sharp. You might hurt yourself. Give it to

e now!

“Uncle, you’re not as fast as Samuel. You can’t even catch me,” Xanthea taunted, sticking her tongue out at him. “Nyah nyah nyah! Catch me, then the knife is yours!”

“You little rascal. You are only four, how can you run so fast?” Oliver muttered, catching his breath. But she was already dozens of meters ahead.

“Meow!”

“Meow-”

little black cat, frightened by her chase, darted into an abandoned buildin Xanthea followed, just as the second floor burst

kitty, come o

“Kitty, it’s dangerous!”

times from outside but didn’t see

ran inside.

horrifying sight: a young boy was trapped in the roaring flames. His hands and feet were bound to a concrete pillar, his body covered in wounds, and his left cheek burned by falling sparks,

“Ab-”

in

soft, sweet voice, the semi-conscious Orion slowly lifted

a little girl as delicate as a porcelain doll. She wore

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heart-shaped pigtails. Her fair,

an

died and met

dark, lifeless eyes,

He wasn’t dead?

charged into the inferno with her

and the sudden blaze sent Oliver’s heart into his throat. He

“Xan! Xan!”

out! It’s

the thick smoke and fierce flames, drawing her Swiss Army knife to cut through the

be afraid, I’m here to save

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