Chapter 324
Author: CABO
last update2026-10-27 23:42:49

Serephina stepped backward off the wooden railing. She landed softly on the dirt floor of the pit. She lowered Winter’s Howl.

"Stand down," Seraphina ordered her students. Her voice shook, but she forced herself to sound strong. "Do not jump into the ring."

Kai looked at her in total shock. "But Sect Master! They are going to surround him! We have to help!"

"No," Seraphina said firmly. She wiped a tear from her cheek. "We hold the perimeter. If any guard tries to attack our box, we kill them.
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