Chapter 5588 The Cost
- The moment Maxwell's quiet declaration swept through the shattered sanctuary, every soul inside stood frozen, thunderstruck.
- Even the marble pillars seemed to tremble beneath the weight of his words. Enaricus stared wide-eyed, unable to reconcile the plain middle-aged man before him with the fabled founder of the Celestial Palace.
- Across the blood-streaked floor, Esorin, too, felt his breath stall. Of all foes he had imagined, he had never pictured the Palace's first hall master.