©WebNovelPub
Previous chapter:
Chapter 384: The Cost
Next chapter:
Chapter 386: Anger In the Council
PREVIEW
... nd bound servants had come together—not in triumph, but in mourning. Beneath the mountain roots of Ashkelon, the hidden city built from blackstone and obsidian-veined marble, they gathered once more.
Above them, Paradise lay in smoldering ruins. Its white towers shattered, its gardens scorched, its people buried beneath ash and memory.
Now, in the torch lit depths of Ashkelon, the great war council of House Ashbourne convened.
With the reactivation of the ancient transpor ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE