Chapter 522
SWOOSH!
A portal opened up in the middle of a quiet room, and two figures stepped out of it. One of them was Grey, who strode straight to the bed and dropped into it with a heavy thud, utterly exhausted.
His body ached all over, and his mouth was still stained with dried blood, but he didn't care. With slow, almost lazy movements, he pulled off one of his boots and let it fall to the floor with a dull sound. Meanwhile, Thalos walked calmly to the window and stood there, staring out at the dark horizon where the night sky stretched endlessly.
"Who even knows what time it is now," Thalos sighed as he plopped himself into the chair nearby, his tone showing no real interest.
Grey only shifted deeper into the bed, snuggling into the sheets with a weary groan.
"Aren't you going to sleep?" Grey asked in a muffled voice.
"I don't sleep," Thalos replied promptly without turning his gaze from the window.
