The world burned in Kaelen's mind.
Flashes of chaos, blood, and cries echoed in the realm of his nightmares. He stood rooted to the scorched ground of Valoria's ruins, powerless, trembling—not because of fear, but because of rage and helplessness that gnawed at his soul.
He saw Reeves—the proud and steadfast Vice Chancellor—his body torn asunder like a fragile parchment in a storm, his eyes still holding defiance even in death. The sight hit Kaelen like a steel hammer, but it didn't stop there.
As he saw how Forbes, Marel, Charlotte, Ethan, and even Guinevere followed suite.
But that wasn't the worse part, as Morris was next.
