©WebNovelPub
Previous chapter:
Chapter 143: Kael’s New Path
Next chapter:
Chapter 145: The First Rift Distortion
PREVIEW
... t of something coiled—waiting to strike.
Valtor’s generals stood in a half-circle around the great obsidian table, their faces carved from stone. Maps lay unfurled before them, inked with shifting lines that refused to stay still. The Rift’s influence spread like a living thing, distorting borders, twisting landscapes.
But tonight, they weren’t here to discuss the Rift.
They were here because something didn’t add up.
A woman in plated black armor leaned forward, f ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE

























