All Chapters of Zero Divine : Chapter 11
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Chapter 11: Street Life
Nadir looked different in daylight.The shadows had drawn back just enough to show the broken veins of the city, with cracked pavement and half-sunken alleys that twisted like old scars. Buildings leaned against each other for support, and old neon signs flickered uncertainly, remnants of a time when people thought light could protect them.Cael followed Malie down one of the main streets, boots crunching softly over debris. The morning air was dense with the smell of scorched plastic and grease, mixed faintly with something spicy that drifted from a food cart in the distance. Steam hissed from vents along the walls, and low music leaked from an open window several stories up. He took it all in silently, the way he took in everything: without understanding, but with sharp attention."Try not to look too interested," Malie said, glancing over her shoulder. "People around here don't like being stared at. Makes them nervous."Cael adjusted the cloth-wrapped spear slung across his back. I
Chapter Twelve: No Equal Among Them
The square had gone quiet, suffocated by the weight of Cael’s first strike. The body of the Rook he’d killed lay sprawled in the dust, his severed head rolling to a stop near the base of a vendor's overturned stall. A pool of dark blood spread slowly from the stump of his neck, soaking into the cracked pavement like ink into old paper.All around him, people froze. Murmured conversations died on trembling lips, and the clatter of movement ceased. Eyes, wide with disbelief, turned toward Cael. He stood in the open, spear lowered but ready, body still and poised like the calm before a second storm. The four remaining Rooks wasted no time mourning their fallen comrade. Shock flickered for only a moment before it was replaced by rage. One of them, a burly man with rust-colored armor plates strapped to his shoulders, let out a guttural roar and charged forward, drawing a blunt machete from a sheath across his back.Cael stepped forward to meet him, their weapons collided with a clash that
Chapter Thirteen: Right or Wrong
The air was thick with dust and the stench of decay and Malie’s breath came in short, sharp bursts as she sprinted ahead, her boots slapping the cracked asphalt. Cael matched her pace effortlessly, his expression calm, unaffected by the physical exertion. The flickering neon signs of ruined stores reflected off the rain-slick streets, casting distorted shadows in every direction. The city around them seemed both alive and dead, a husk of a once-thriving place, now nothing more than a battleground for scavengers and survivors.Malie glanced over her shoulder, making sure they weren’t being followed. Her instincts were sharp, honed by years of surviving in the Null Zone, and something about the way Cael moved unnerved her. There was no sign of fatigue in his expression or posture, even though he had just been through a brutal fight. She had seen the gang members he faced. They weren’t weak by any means, but Cael had dispatched them with disturbing ease.They turned a corner, pushing thr