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Giving Her Justice.

Penulis: Amber Rayvin.
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Chapter 29.

Jerald walked into the dungeon, quiet and slow like a shadow. The air was heavy. It smelled like old blood and wet stone. The walls were cold and stained, and no matter how long they stayed silent, it felt like they were still screaming. The place was filled with something dark. A fear that crept into your bones. It wasn’t just what had happened here—it was what still lived here.

The torches on the walls flickered weakly. Shadows danced across the bloodstains, moving like they were alive. Every inch of this room told a story. Stories of pain. Of people who begged and screamed. Of truth that was ripped out through flesh.

And now, it was time for a new story.

Chained to the wall at the end of the room, the man hung. His face was bruised, his lips cracked, and one eye swollen shut. His chest rose and fell slowly. He was weak, but not dead. Not yet.

But when Jerald stepped in, the man’s head jerked up. His eyes widened.

Fear.

It hit him fast. Not fear of pain—fear of Jerald.

J
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