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Chapter 30
Author: Dep Flair
last update2025-07-31 04:51:41

The chamber they were placed in was elegant but unmistakably a prison.

Polished wooden floors, delicate paper screens, even a small garden visible through a narrow window—all of it designed to create an illusion of freedom. But Draven had spotted the subtle reinforcement spells worked into the walls, the way the door had been sealed behind them, the guards posted just beyond earshot.

Comfortable captivity is still captivity.

Isabella paced the perimeter of the room, her expression a careful mask that revealed nothing of her thoughts. She had remained silent since they'd been escorted here, after the Patriarch had ordered a formal duel to resolve the "unfortunate misunderstanding" about Draven's use of their sacred technique.

"They're going to make an example of you," she finally said, her voice low. "The clan doesn't tolerate outsiders mastering their arts."

Encouraging.

"What exactly does this duel involve?" Draven asked, sitting cross-legged on a cushion in the center of the room. T
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