Chapter 93: A Fragile Existence

The voices in the tent became a monotonous droning in his ears as Cassius was plagued by a throbbing in his head. His heart, feeling as though it was writhing like a worm that had been left out under the scorching heat of a summer's sun, Cassius's fingers clenched tightly around the document in his hand. Crumbling the papers he held as the torment became more than he could endure, Cassius released a low growl.