473, Return from a Bloodbath, Regroup and Rally_2

The silent square was suddenly filled with a flicker of life.

Weary eyes slowly lifted.

And there, they saw a young man in tattered black adventurer's garb, his steps unsteady, his face pale, his chest heaving like a broken bellows, struggling for breath.

But his eyes alone shone bright as torches. Even with his faltering steps, he gave the impression that he would not fall, much like a weeble that wobbles but won't fall down.

In his hand, he clutched something, blood crimson leaking through his fingers.

"Abner, I have avenged Rand's death," he said.

With that, he opened his palm, revealing a blood-soaked black demonic horn.

"This is..."

Abner was dumbstruck.

No one could imagine how Lin Da had killed the Mage "Black Crow" amid a group of Demons and managed to escape back. The only guess was that had Lin Da not sought revenge for Rand, choosing instead to flee and conserve his strength, he would not be in such a sorry state now.