Sylas' subordinates couldn't even bring themselves to look at Landon as he walked away.Sylas struggled to his feet. His legs were still wobbly, and he didn't dare to look back at Grief Peak. All he could think about was running as far as possible. He swore never to set foot on this forsaken ground again—the place that had caused him such unbearable agony.His subordinates felt as though they had been granted mercy. They tumbled to their feet, ignoring their fallen weapons and lingering fear. They hurried after Sylas like lost hounds fleeing in panic.The group stumbled along without direction. Their demonic energy had dissipated, and their urge to kill was nowhere to be found. All their former pride and swagger had vanished, replaced entirely by sheer terror and utter humiliation.In less than half an hour, the once-menacing force had completely disappeared from Grief Peak. Only the silent, ruined stone platform and Landon's faint lingering pressure remained.Only after Sylas and
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