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Chapter 131 - Breaking Point

Author: Viola David
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-05-26 21:12:28

Kael took a slow, deliberate step back toward the center of the tent, his boots brushing against the dirt-smeared canvas. The air was thick with tension, so sharp it could slice flesh. Outside, the world was still, save for the distant bark of a command or the faint scrape of metal. Inside, the silence was more volatile than sound.

He stood upright, spine rigid, eyes fixed on Justine. Calm on the outside, but within, a storm churned with fury and disbelief. His hands, curled into tight fists, trembled faintly at his sides.

“So this is what it’s come to?” Kael’s voice was low, even, but each word struck with force. “You’re using your soldiers—your dogs—against me?”

Justine didn’t flinch. His eyes narrowed, the lines of age and ambition deepening across his face. “It doesn’t have to be this way,” he said coolly, though a muscle twitched in his jaw. “You’re letting emotions cloud your judgment. Don’t forget who you are. Don’t forget your place.” He took a step forward, gesturing to the s
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