Images of that day kept appearing before his mind. Once again he couldn’t shut his eyes, cause he would hear the cries of the people of the village that were asking for help.Though he did not see the actual incident, the visions that the surviving flora showed him were enough to haunt him in his sleep.The screams and wail of agony and despair continued to give him nightmares, and the scene of horror kept popping up in his head, causing a surge of mix emotions within him.Fear, anger, and regret, all of those piling up inside of him caused his body to shake uncontrollably. His tears started running through his eyes without him noticing it.Not even holding on to Aslein was enough to keep him calm, especially since the young drogan was sleeping.It was only when a large hand touch his head that he somehow calmed down, as he felt the tender tap of those callous palms.“Little one, it’s all right. You don’t have any fault in what happened.”Asron’s voice was low, almost sounding like a
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