Chapter 83 - Resentment
Elijah sat silently at the head of the table.
Leona stood at his side, serene and beautiful like a doll sculpted for war.
Before him, Isac, Albert, and Luke sat stiffly, tension bleeding from their very pores.
Elijah's expression was twisted into a deep, ugly frown.
He had just returned from his mission—
and despite managing to wound the beast, he failed to kill it.
The mission was marked as half-complete.
The taste of failure soured his mood, made his blood simmer.
And now—
these fools dared to spout nonsense before him?
Elijah's voice cut through the silence like a knife:
"What did you just say, Luke?"
The room's temperature dropped sharply.
A terrifying pressure radiated from Elijah's body.
Luke instinctively flinched, sweat trickling down his back.
But he forced the words out, teeth gritted.