Chapter 5497 Is That All
- Clutching his mangled wrist, Scarface screamed—a single, ragged note of pain and fury. "Who's out there?"
- Flaxseed jerked his head up. At the alley's entrance stood a figure he knew by heart—white shirt fluttering like a defiant banner in the breeze.
- Black-White Flame coiled around Jared in quiet spirals, ancient charms of heat and shadow breathing power into the night. He had rushed over from the Cardinal Realm.