Chapter 643: Maxwell's tears. Edward's echoes.

Chapter 643: Maxwell's tears. Edward's echoes.



"Do you think he is going to be okay?"

Sabrina asked, huddling over a little fire she made on the ground, using whatever flammable material was in her spatial storage. The others were also doing the same, trying to survive the harsh cold.

They were shaking, the fire wasn't doing much. They were all low on mana, and thus the effects of their artifacts were lessening.

"No... NO!"

The only one away from the feeble warmth of the fire was Maxwell, who bore the cold with his body and the unimaginable weight of his sorrow being greater than whatever Lanekia could throw at him.

He cried, he cried and cried. His tears froze on his face as soon as they left his eyes, but he didn't stop. He smashed his fists on the ground, only injuring himself.

Though, the bastard stopped after it hurt a bit more than expected, and yelled sorrowfully at the sky.

"MY ARCTIC TITAN! MY MONEY!"

"Is he going to be okay? I think we should be asking that..."

Olivia said with gritted teeth, it was taking her all to stop them from clacking against one another, Alexander and Festul weren't doing well.

"Can we go check on my brother? Where is he?"

"MY MONEY!"

As they wept in the cold, Maxwell finally lost it and stood up, heading towards a certain box that released an ominous aura. Huffing and puffing, he kicked it away.

"It's because of you, damn it!"n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Hey! Be careful! What if that thing explodes?!"

Alexander had to leave the barely comfortable zone, away from the fire's reach, and hold onto Maxwell. Stopping the man from doing something everybody would regret.

A blissful expression appeared on his face as he pushed his hands straight into the fire, ignorant to Olivia's shock.

"You bastard! What is this treacherous thing that caused that dude to destroy my entire ride?"

"What?"

Alan was immediately verbally assaulted by a furious Maxwell, the fire inside him burned so bright and hot that the cold of Lanekia was nothing to him. He was truly livid. In a fit of anger, he kicked the box containing Suleras's ichor towards Alan.

Alan's eyes widened as he realized what was being kicked towards him, and he ducked, avoiding the box with a frightful look, and ran away on his knees.

"Don't throw that shit at me!"

Maxwell continued to play football with the box, repeatedly kicking it towards Alan with a fire in his eyes as he cursed at Alan, who was running away from it with a fearful look in his eyes, desperate to avoid it no matter what.

During all that ruckus, the group realized Alan was truly was fine and didn't seem bothered by the appearance of the Draconian, whilst they huddled close to each other for warmth.

"What the hell is happening? Why is it so cold? Why is everyone screaming?"

Kazikato emerged from the ruins of the Arctic Titan, a pillow and bedsheet in his hands, as he stared at them all with a confused look.

"Guys... My brother is still missing."

Emma voiced her worries, but everyone was too busy or too cold to spend an effort.

Meanwhile, Edward was in quite the predicament.

"Hello! Somebody get me out of here! I-its cold!"

Edward was squished between two buildings in the city that surrounded the Jade Palace, curled into a ball. He was barely fighting against the cold, wishing for someone to get him

out.

"Hey! What's poking me?"

A wandering jade soldier curiously poked at him from behind with its spear, while the other inhabitants of the domain danced in the snow.