A thunderous clang tore through the hall.The trident already lying on the floor lurched as if awakened. It carved its own vicious trajectory, splitting into jagged spikes of silver that slammed into Bertolt with merciless force, hurling him across the wall—once, twice, again.A shrill screech burst from him, followed by a yelp that refused to fade.“What a joker,” Hati sneered, his laughter sharp and mocking. “Did you really think you could launch yourself to my Queen like that?”“Lisa… is that you?” Reinhardt forced the words out, dredging strength from the depths of his failing body.The White Wolf advanced with regal slowness, claws silent against stone. Lisa sat upon its back, composed, radiant, cruel.“Reinhardt, Reinhardt…” she murmured. “My young lover.”She leaned forward slightly, her fingers lifting his chin.“Lisa,” Reinhardt said, a grin still clinging stubbornly to his face, “would you care to explain all this? Or should I assume you’re Argus Panoptes?”“You,” Lisa laugh
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