Chapter 34 They Are Not Worth Raising A Fist
- Kael rose slowly, brushing the dust from his shoulders as if Moro’s storm of blows were nothing more than an inconvenience. His gaze burned through the smoke.
- “Tell me something, Moro,” Kael said, voice cold, calm, but heavy with weight. “Have you ever died? And then been reborn?”
- Moro froze, fists trembling with anticipation.