CHAPTER 163: THE ASTRAL REALM

Drakon's body ached in pain as he moved over the entire bed surface. He had been sick since his last encounter with Morgana. Morgana had reprimanded Drakon to remember anything from his past life that appeared harder than expected. It was no fault that he had no memories of his past life. However, Morgana would have none of that as she tortured him severely to remember everything. The only memory registered at the moment was that of Drakon's wails from the torture; he kept slipping in and out of consciousness. While Drakon was still deep in his thoughts on what his past life must have been like, he heard a knock at the door. He quickly sat up, pulling his upper body up from the bed. His senses alerted whoever might be at the door. He needed to be discreet to avoid bumping into soldiers in the dream world. Drakon waited a bit to know if the knock would persist. The knock, however, continued and became even louder than before. Drakon grabbed tightly onto the bed sheets; he dabbed the