Chapter 20The pain of losing Lirael still burned like a fresh wound in my chest as I stood on the shattered rooftop of Laurent Tower, the city lights of Central City stretching out below me like a kingdom I had already claimed. Sophia, Seraphina, and Elena stayed close, their bodies warm against mine, but the empty space where Lirael should have been felt like a knife twisting deeper with every second. The Divine Envoy leader’s broken body lay at my feet, his mask cracked and his power completely drained into me. I had made him suffer for what he did. But it wasn’t enough. Not nearly enough.Sophia’s voice was soft but steel-hard as she gripped my hand. “Draven… she gave everything for you. Don’t let her death be in vain. We are still here. We will make them pay.”Seraphina’s eyes glowed with quiet fury. “My sect has already declared war on the upper realms for this. They took one of ours.”Elena pressed her pure yin body tighter against me, her voice trembling with grief and rage. “