What they saw was something like a shooting star. Within the shooting star was Meng Hao, his hair white, his robe the color of blood.
Meng Hao’s eyes glowed with confusion, but only for a moment, and then was replaced with understanding. He knew who it was that was helping him.
“The roc…. She’s the roc that was flying toward the Rebirth Cave that year…. But why is she saving me? How exactly did I sow Karma with her…?”
“Everyone in the League of Demon Sealers is heartless….” she said with a sigh. “You’re on your own now.” As her words echoed in his ears, his eyes went wide.