Chapter 48 Discussing The Elite

Tuesday

Corvin’s POV

Every time Corvin defeated a wave of brutal enemies, another wave would start.  He had no idea when he last rested. His fatigued body was sore and his overworked mind exhausted, while the waves of enemies were merciless and exhausting. 

All Corvin could remember, as he viciously destroyed another monster, were eternal bloody battles. His enemies were unending, and he had no memory before them. The bloodsoaked battlefield was a cold, barren landscape engulfed him in darkness.

He had no idea how long he had been trapped in this wretched cage, but he could feel it pressing in on him. Something deep inside knew another time and place where things had been different.