Ironstone Heights, 2 miles west of the city of Makoran.

Standing on a low stone platform in the corner of the deserted foothills, you can easily see the wall of the spirits village in the distance.

Karthas tightened his hood and hidden himself in the shadow of his hood, silently sensing the movement around him. Although he hadn't come into contact with the wizards in the past few days, he knew that the enemy was still chasing after him not far behind. It's just that for some reason they didn't catch him, but it seemed that they deliberately drove him away from a few companions.

Could it be that the enemy is scheming all at once, and this chapter needs to be logged in

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