Chapter 21
Author: Ugo Lee
last update2025-09-05 23:49:28

The world was white. For a long moment, Everett floated in silence, weightless, blind, and deaf.

His body felt both heavy and light at once, like he was drifting between sleep and waking.

Then sound returned, muffled at first, then sharper, the dripping of water, the faint crack of falling stone, the low groans of something alive but broken.

His vision cleared slowly. He was lying on the cracked dungeon floor, dust and frost clinging to his skin.

His whole body throbbed with pain, as though he had been torn apart and stitched back together. His fingers twitched, glowing faintly green, runes still burning beneath his skin.

Everett coughed, spitting blood, and pushed himself up on trembling arms. His breath was shallow, his chest tight.

The chamber was ruined. The once-mighty hall was shattered, walls cracked open, the ceiling torn in places where light from above seeped through.

The throne lay in rubble, broken in half. The air was thick with mist and the stink of scorched stone.

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