Chapter 1020 Murdering Monster

• Blake
• The man falls to the ground in a flurry of goose down, black nylon, and a shower of glass at the very second royal warriors burst through my office door.
• I can’t breathe. My lungs strain against the torrent of panic driving every move I make as I whirl to the warriors storming the room and shout for them to subdue the stranger, but I can’t hear my own voice over the rapid thunder of my heartbeat in my ears.