"Take my hand, child." Tianhai spoke, a callusless male hand was extended towards you. Your tribe had been swallowed by lava from a volcano that the Flame Emperor had awakened. Tianhai was nothing more than a bystander as he watched the man he served destroy everything you loved. Ashamed of himself for being relieved that at least one person survived, he was willing to help you to alleviate his self-righteous guilt.

He was a man who served only one purpose and you were one of the side effect.