All Chapters of THE ALMIGHTY DOMINATING AURA: Chapter 61
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CHAPTER 61 - WHISPERS OVER BLOOD
The arena was still trembling from the echo of Kael’s last strike. Dust hung in the air, lit by the sunlight streaming down, turning every particle into a drifting ember. The battlefield itself looked like the graveyard of giants cracked pillars, scorched ground, and blood smeared across stone in long, uneven strokes.At the center of it all lay Kael, limp in Selene’s arms. His chest rose and fell in ragged bursts, each breath shallow, uneven. Sweat and blood soaked his tunic, plastering it to his skin. He looked less like the victor of a duel than a soldier dragged half-dead from a war.Selene’s fingers clenched tightly against him. She had her jaw set, but the faint tremble of her hands betrayed her calm. She bent closer, whispering in a voice that was half anger, half relief.“You reckless fool… if you’d been even one heartbeat slower, you’d be nothing but a name carved in stone right now.”Her words vanished under the crowd’s noise.The stands were alive, a storm of voices crashin
CHAPTER 62 - THE STIRRING SHADOWS
The first sound Kael registered was a drip.Slow, steady, maddening. Water hitting stone somewhere close by.His eyes twitched open, vision swimming in patches of pale light and shadow. The ceiling above was curved, smooth stone reinforced with faintly glowing sigils. The faint smell of herbs and metal burned in his nose. His throat was dry, tongue thick, and when he tried to swallow, the motion scraped like sand.For a moment he lay still, trying to piece together the fragments. Arena. Dorian. Blood. Voices. Selene’s arm around him.He turned his head slightly and winced as pain lanced down his side. His body felt heavy, as though every muscle had been turned to lead.“You’re awake.”The voice was cool, clipped.Kael blinked until the haze cleared enough to see Selene seated beside his cot, arms crossed, back straight. Her sword leaned against the wall within easy reach. She looked the same as ever composed, sharp but t
CHAPTER 63 - ECHOES OF DEFEAT
The Duskfang estate was not kind to failure.Dorian knelt on the cold marble floor, head bowed so low that the veins in his temples throbbed. His blood still ran sluggishly from half-healed wounds, but no healer dared touch him without permission.Before him loomed his father, Lord Caelis Duskfang, broad shouldered, silver eyed, his aura like a blade honed too sharp. The air in the chamber was suffocating, thick with unspoken rage.“You lost,” Caelis said at last. The words were quiet, but the silence that followed them crushed harder than any shout. “Not to an elder. Not to a commander. To a boy.”Dorian’s jaw tightened. Shame burned hotter than his injuries. “He’s no ordinary boy. His power... ”“Excuses.” Caelis’ voice cut him down like steel. “Power is irrelevant if you cannot bend it to your will. You were given every advantage, and yet…” His eyes narrowed, glinting with disdain. “…you faltered.”Dorian’s fists clenched agai
CHAPTER 64 - STEPPING BACK INTO THE STORM
The infirmary doors felt heavier than they should have.Kael pushed them open slowly, his palm lingering against the wood a moment longer than necessary. The hinges creaked faintly, a sound that made his chest tighten with an odd sense of finality like the end of a cage, or the start of one. He drew in a slow breath, the faint medicinal tang of herbs still clinging to his skin, then stepped out into the corridor.The air outside was different. Cooler, sharper. He hadn’t realized how stifling the sickroom had been until now. The hall stretched ahead, alive with distant footsteps and hushed chatter.Selene followed a pace behind, arms folded, her expression unreadable. She had insisted on escorting him“ so you don’t collapse and make me look like an idiot for letting you out early,” she’d said. He hadn’t argued. His body still ached like cracked glass, though he masked it with steady strides.As they walked, heads began to turn.Students pa
CHAPTER 65 - THE SUMMONS
The knock came at dawn.It was sharp, deliberate, and far too early for any ordinary summons. Kael sat up stiffly in his dorm chamber, the blanket half fallen from his shoulder. His body complained at the sudden movement, ribs aching, muscles stiff but he ignored the pain. His first thought was: Already?The knock came again.Selene stirred from where she leaned against the wall, half dozing after insisting she’d stay the night in case he collapsed. Her eyes flickered open, narrowing at the sound.“Visitors this early,” she muttered. “That’s never good.”Kael swung his legs over the edge of the bed, toes brushing the cold stone floor. He winced faintly, rubbing at his temple. His mouth felt dry, as if he hadn’t drunk water in days.“I’ll answer,” he said, though his voice cracked slightly. He swallowed to clear it and pushed himself up.The door creaked open to reveal two senior disciples in crisp robes, their postures r
CHAPTER 66 - WHISPERS BEFORE THE STORM
Kael’s return from the Elder Hall wasn’t triumphant.The disciples flanking him peeled away at the dormitory gates, their rigid backs never loosening, their eyes never meeting his. They didn’t need to say it, the air around him already carried a weight heavier than chains.Students watched from a distance, whispers chasing his steps.“Summoned by the Elders…”“Did you hear? They’re testing him again.”“No one survives that kind of scrutiny. Not unless... ”The last voice cut off abruptly when Kael’s gaze flicked toward the crowd. He didn’t scowl. Didn’t speak. Just looked. Yet the whispers died as though smothered by unseen hands.Selene walked beside him, her arms crossed tightly. She said nothing until they reached the dorm courtyard, where the students’ eyes couldn’t pry as easily. Only then did she exhale sharply through her nose.“They’re turning you into a spectacle,” she muttered. “Another trial. Another chance to
CHAPTER 67 - THE SUMMONS MADE PUBLIC
The bell tower of the Grand Academy rarely tolled in the morning.When it did, it wasn’t to mark classes or meditation cycles, it was for announcements that shaped futures.The deep clang rolled through the courtyards and halls, making the floorboards hum beneath Kael’s boots as he rose from his cot. His eyes burned from lack of sleep, his body sore from the secret training the night before, but the steadiness in his chest hadn’t left. His aura was quieter, coiled deeper within him, like a lion waiting instead of thrashing.Selene leaned against the wall, arms folded. “That bell isn’t for decoration,” she murmured. “It means they’re ready to drag you into the open.”Kael didn’t answer. He splashed cold water onto his face, letting it sting away the heaviness. Then he followed the sound.The entire academy assembled in the Central Plaza. Thousands of disciples, instructors, and scribes crowded the wide tiers, forming a living amphitheater. Abov
CHAPTER 68 - THREE DAYS OF SHADOWS
The academy did not sleep after the announcement.Even at night, courtyards buzzed with whispered speculation, clashing blades, and quiet wagers. The Trial of Dominion had returned to life like a long buried ghost, and the entire institution tilted on its axis.Kael felt it in every step he took. Eyes trailed him in the corridors, some wide with awe, others sharp with suspicion. A few students bowed slightly as he passed, hesitant, as though unsure if reverence or fear suited him better. He ignored both.Selene trailed him, sighing loudly at the stares. “You’d think they’ve never seen a man walk before.”“They haven’t,” Kael muttered, voice dry. “Not one they expect to burn or crown within days.”The first morning after the decree, Kael trained alone in the northern practice field. Dew slicked the grass, soaking through his boots as he moved through forms, bare chested, sweat steaming against the chill air. His aura shimmered faintly, a tight
CHAPTER 69 - THE TRIAL OF DOMINION
The bell tolled across the academy grounds.Its echo was deep, metallic, and strangely final like the sound of a coffin lid closing. Students rushed from every corner of the campus, drawn toward the sprawling arena that had been refitted overnight for a different kind of spectacle. It wasn’t a duel. It wasn’t a competition. The banners that usually carried clan emblems or academy crests had been stripped bare. In their place hung austere, blood-red cloths marked with only a single sigil: the symbol of the Elders’ Council.Selene stood among the crowd, jaw tight, eyes flicking constantly toward the gate. She’d been through countless ceremonies before, yet none of them had felt like this. Her knuckles whitened against her cloak as murmurs swirled around her. “The Trial of Dominion…”“Hasn’t been invoked in decades.”“Why bring it back now, unless it’s about him?”Every whisper carried Kael’s name even when it didn’t.On the dais, a
CHAPTER 70 - DOMINION UNLEASHED
When the Headmaster’s hand fell, the plaza inhaled as one.For a painful beat it felt like the world had narrowed to the size of a heartbeat and then exploded again, voices, banners, the scrape of armor. The Dominion Stone between them pulsed a slow, hungry red. Up close, its surface was colder than the morning air; the obsidian seemed to drink the light around it and return a shade darker.Kael’s palm still tingled from the contact. The runes had hummed under his skin, tugging at him like a curiosity he’d rather not indulge. He had expected the ruler to merely measure; instead it had reacted. A hairline fissure tracked outward from the edge where his aura had pressed hardest. Someone in the crowd whispered, too soft for most to hear "it cracked."He could feel every pair of eyes across the plaza. He could feel the Elders’ breaths like weights on his shoulders. He could feel Dorian opposite him a taut wire of motion and contained venom.“Begin,” t