In the ancestral ground of the Drake Clan, where generations of ancestors were laid to eternal rest, most of the important members of the clan had gathered to bid their final farewell to Clan Head Enzo, Young Master Denise, and the Clan Elders who had lost their lives.
Aside from the occasional sobs of grieving family members, the atmosphere remained eerily silent. Rows of caskets lay on the cold ground, each holding the lifeless bodies of the fallen.
Matriarch Scyla wiped her tears with a handkerchief and took a deep breath before speaking. "It is time to say our final farewell to those we loved and lost. Their absence will haunt the clan forever. But we must not show weakness to our enemies."
"Their noble sacrifice will never be forgotten. Though they've departed from this world, they'll remain alive within our hearts—forever."
