there was a strange infinity around. One hopeless darkness without hope for at least ray of light. Azhdaha could only listen to how somewhere the drops slowly flow down from the stones and merge with into a single whole. Dragon couldn't help but feel angry and even resentful that he was once again sent under the seal under the Suppression Tree. He could only think about the past. The feeling of loneliness settled in Azhdaha's heart more than once, while he spent hour after hour in vain.