Chapter 67: Making Love with a Wild Passion

In this vast world, there is but one, Ragnar Clementine, who sends my heart into a frenzied beat each time our paths cross. To engage him in a one-on-one battle is akin to an intense, passionate affair—it's exhilarating, it's consuming, it's like making love with a wild passion.

— Vicar Engeram

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The stakes were high, and time was slipping away like sand through her fingers.

She knew that the only way to save her people was to create an antidote, the formula for which lay hidden in the heart of the Everkeep ancient woods, within a secluded alchemist's hut.

Sophia approached him, her hand resting lightly on the cool scales of his snout.

"Qedren, we need to go to the alchemist's hut on the eastern ridge. Can you take me there?" she asked, her voice a blend of command and plea. "We need to save Reeve and the others."

The dragon rumbled an affirmative, the ground vibrating under his power.