Warlock Ch 439. Surrender or Face Justice
Damian let out a long breath. He swayed, just slightly, the adrenaline leaving his system and reminding him of every injury he'd sustained. But his friends were there.
"You okay?" Evelyn whispered softly, her voice still trembling with relief.
"Never better," he said quietly, a faint smile ghosting over his lips.
Cassius snorted lightly. "Liar."
Damian huffed, laughing quietly through the pain, the stress, and the disbelief. "Maybe."
Yet just as he dared let himself relax, the air around them shifted again, charged and heavy. Damian's instincts screamed at him, mana pulsing through his veins as he snapped his gaze upward.
A cluster of senators—Ralvek's loyalists, still stubbornly clinging to the now-exposed lies—had rallied together, their eyes dark with fury and fear. It was clear they'd been cornered; desperate men and women who refused to accept defeat. Their hands sparked with raw mana, powerful yet dangerously uncontrolled.
