Chapter 23:
Author: Tomo Dachii
last update2025-03-12 05:43:59

Max was dead inside.

Not physically, not yet—but something fundamental in him had broken.

He had never realized just how powerless he truly was until this moment. His entire existence as a Guardian, everything his ancestors had sworn to protect, felt like a cruel joke. At that moment, all types of emotions surged through his devastated mind. He hated the Church. Despised the gods for abandoning them. Cursed his ancestors for taking up such a burden.

And most of all—he blamed himself.

For involving his wife.

For exposing his son.

For being too weak to stop this.

"That’s one minute gone, young Silverwood."

The Noble Skinwalker’s voice was sickeningly casual, dripping with amusement as he gripped Rebecca, his clawed fingers trailing her skin like a predator savoring its meal. He shoved her onto the bed, his form still wearing the twisted mockery of Max’s older brother.

"Wait!" Max’s voice was hoarse, filled with pure desperation. He knew—it was pointless. Whatever was about to happen, it
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