As the future leader of the esteemed Blood Wolves Clan, Asha Blood never foresaw that the very tranquility and prosperity her ancestors had safeguarded for centuries would be shattered by the royal family they had devoted themselves to with unwavering faith and intense loyalty. The downfall of her clan felt like an unannounced tempest, striking without warning and disappearing just as abruptly.
How could the revered guardians of a divine goddess沦落到 such a desolate state? Lying amidst a pool of thick, sticky blood, Asha's dark eyes blazed with an indignant fury, her heart heavy with a relentless hatred.
