Chapter 790
Author: Anakin Detour
last update2025-11-27 23:46:30
Lance replayed everything in his head, refusing to accept the reality he had just lived through. His pride picked through the fight like a man searching rubble for anything that could still be saved.

He remembered the moment he punched Fabian earlier. A solid hit. Clean form. He had felt the impact run up his arm. Fabian had eaten it, but he definitely felt something. Lance clung to that. He needed it.

Was Jaden Rift just finishing the job for me?

The more he ran it through his mind, the more the idea twisted into something he could stand on. It made sense to him. He was the top fighter in the entire Ironvale military base. Major General Wilson trusted him, praised him, called him an all-rounded fighter. He had dropped grown men with single blows. He had broken ribs and jaws without needing a second strike.

If Fabian died, it couldn’t be because Jaden was strong. That didn’t fit Lance’s worldview. So he convinced himself of the only explanation that comforted his ego.

Fabian
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