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Chapter 139 – The Break in the Chains
Author: Rukky
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The pit convulsed like a living thing. When Kael’s blade tore through the fracture, flame erupted in a blazing arc that carved across the Hollow King’s domain. The cavern howled, stone splitting as torrents of shadow writhed away from the searing light.

The Hollow King recoiled with a roar that split the air, its towering frame staggering backward, jagged crown sparking as fissures of crimson light tore across its form.

Mira gasped, the chains crushing her chest slackening for the first time. She collapsed to both knees, clutching at the ground, her vision blurring from the sudden rush of air back into her lungs.

Through the storm of shadow and fire, Kael stepped into the pit.

He was barely standing. His armor was shattered, his body battered and broken, blood streaking across his face.

Yet his human eye blazed like a furnace, and the flame of Ryven’s sword burned steady in his hand. Each step he took shook the pit, his presence carving a path of light through the suffocating darkness
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