Previous chapter:
Chapter 498: War of Thrones VII
Next chapter:
Chapter 500: Shades
PREVIEW
... e faintest distortion in the ruined street—his instincts, honed through countless battles, screamed a warning. His hand moved before thought, Shell Reverb flickering in a defensive pulse.
The ground split.
A fissure tore through cobblestone, jagged and abrupt, as though the earth itself recoiled. Black light poured upward in silence, swallowing sound before it could even be born.
Roselia flinched, her hands pressed to her ears though nothing could be heard. "This... isn’t ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE































