Chapter 1513

The look in Zion's eyes—just one glance was enough to send chills down anyone's spine. From the moment he set foot in Eldoria, Zion had treated everyone around him as nothing more than the walking dead. … Meanwhile, Maeve was asleep and had a dream inside the car. She was back in that perfect moment in her dream—her coming-of-age ceremony, surrounded by warm smiles and laughter. Then, a gunshot shattered it all. The world around her dissolved into darkness. The only sound was the steady approach of footsteps. They drew closer with every beat. Maeve turned her head, and there he was—Zion, walking toward her. Relief flooded her, and she instinctively ran toward him to throw herself into his arms. But as she glanced up, she froze. His face was as cold as ice, and his eyes were a bottomless black that swallowed all light. "Zee..." she whispered. It felt like she was trapped in a nightmare. Zion raised a gun with the barrel pointed just past her. The deafening bang of a gunshot