Chapter 104 Gathering Of Titans

• The grand doors of the Fletcher estate opened, and a collective hush rippled through the crowd.
• Dozens of heads turned toward the entrance, their hushed whispers dying into silence. The chandeliers threw gold light across the marble floors as the first VVIP made his entrance — Field Marshal Larrick Voss of Greyfort.
• A tall, broad man stepped inside, his stride deliberate and heavy with command. His uniform bore a deep iron-gray hue, medals glinting like shards of tempered steel. A scar ran from his left temple down to his jawline — the kind of mark that spoke of victory bought with blood.