Chapter 93: Remind
Wind howled through the forest as Elian’s party ran beneath the canopy.
Three wolves led the charge—two gleaming constructs of Living Metal, one proud and breathing, still of flesh. With them came two humans: one astride a metal wolf, the other a ghost of breathtaking beauty, flying at their side alongside a flock of burning swallows.
It was a group whose members had no business being together. Yet little did the world know that this group would soon become one of the most feared factions in the galaxy.
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"Elian, what are you doing?"
Bianca asked in wonder as she saw Elian fiddling with the magic bags. He was pulling out various objects and putting them back.
"Oh, I was just dividing our supplies. We got Heaven’s Fist’s magic bag which is actually better than the one you have." Elian pulled out a potion from one bag and placed it in the other. "That way, even if we get separated everyone has the essential necessities."
"You can keep it, Elian. If you really need to, give it to someone—give it to Mom. No wolf would ever want to have one of those things." Whisper added.
"What do you mean? Why wouldn’t you need a magic bag, they are useful?"
"Whisper means it is a human concept," a voice grunted. It came from the metal wolf Elian was using as a mount. "The same mentality that requires a magic bag, is the very greed that makes humans so dangerous. Fralhame has no such tendencies."
Elian tilted his head, unsure what he just heard, he then looked to Bianca, but she just shrugged her head.