The restless storm raven flapped its wings, the moon and sun emblems hanging around its neck swaying, and screamed:

"Logically speaking, this has nothing to do with me. After all, Rukhmar and I are not native demigods of Azeroth, but I still want to ask, little leopard, are you sure that Freya is really

Are you asking for help? Isn't it because you were infected with nightmares and had auditory hallucinations?"

"Ouch...(Don't call me little leopard!)"

A hint of anxiety flashed across the black agate-like eyes of the black panther Ashamana. It waggled its tail and let out a low roar:

"Oh (I'm sure that's not an auditory hallucination. The great Freya is asking us for help. Something bad happened, and it happened a long time ago, but I don't know where she is. Sholazar Basin,

Un'Goro Crater and the Vale of Eternal Blossoms. I remember them very clearly. They were Ms. Freya's ecological park and her favorite and most cherished place. She must have left something here... I can feel it.

, in these places!)”

"But we have searched everything, and we are just short of turning over the land here inch by inch! Of course, I am not doubting you again, I just think that we should at least have a detailed target, what do you think? Little Leopard. Also.

..”

Ansu tilted his head, pecked out a fresh mantid from the pocket hanging around his neck, and bit it into pieces. While enjoying the delicious food, he squinted his eyes and looked at Ashaman. This raven

With a gossipy look in its eyes, it asked in a low voice:

"Rukhma and I have always kept our promise to help you find Freya. I know that he is a Titan Guardian, but I still don't know, what is the relationship between you and Freya? Could it be that... you

Is it her domesticated pet? Are you coming to help your master now?"

"Oh hoohoo, then you are really too "loyal"!"

Ansu's sinister tone did not make Ashaman angry. On the contrary, the beautiful black panther lay on the stone tiredly, basking in the sun and saying lazily:

"Oh... they are not pets, Ansu. You naturally born demigods will not understand the connection between us and Ms. Freya... Let's put it this way, we are all shaped by Ms. Freya.

, without her help, we would have withered in time..."

"In the beginning..."

A trace of nostalgia flashed through Ashaman's beautiful black agate eyes. It covered its eyes with its furry paws, like a big cat, and whispered:

"We, all demigods, are actually just some naturally born beasts..."

"Just like me, in my limited memory, when my story started, I had lost all my relatives. A group of hungry wolves killed my parents, and they also tried to kill me. When I was young, I was infected with

With the blood of my parents, I could only roar helplessly at them...I was only one step away from death..."
Chapter completed!