©Novel Buddy
PREVIEW
... or?”
The poison master let out a calming breath, then carefully dropped the soul gem into Gold String’s palm.
“It’s done.”
“Really?!” He clutched the gem tightly.
“But he’s still injured and in a coma.”
I briefly squeezed Gold String’s shoulder. “Good thing we wrote the perfect song to heal him.”
He bit his lip, then nodded.“Yes, bandleader!” Then he bowed with his hands clasped toward Noxious. “And thank you, senior! If there is anything I can do ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE