Villain Ch 1539. Final Act
Vivian grinned weakly. "Let's go. Let's just finish this already."
Shea stumbled to her feet, swaying slightly. "I'm ready to pass out on that damn throne if that's what it takes."
Jane was already gathering her scattered bones back into her storage ring. "Crown, throne, parade, please. I'm not asking much."
Zoe straightened. "Let's end it."
But Allen lifted a hand—calm, sharp.
"Hold."
The girls turned to him, blinking.
"Get your potions. Heal everything you can," Allen said, voice steady but firm. "Before we step through that door."
He stared into the abyss beyond, the faint light of the glyph painting his battered form in blood-red hues.
"We don't know what's next. And my guess?" His lips curled into a faint, razor-sharp grin.
"It'll be another battle."
Nobody argued.
