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Chapter 53: Calling in Debts

作者: Michael Moore
last update 公開日: 2026-08-04 02:42:51

 

Kael's POV

Six letters. Six packs. None of them owes me anything.

I sit at the makeshift table Mira's cleared for me, parchment stacked in front of me like an indictment, and my hand hesitates over the first blank sheet longer than it should. My body's still healing, ribs cracked, the muscle memory of blood magic still ringing through my bo

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