Chapter 6142 Annihilation
- The two casual syllables cracked like twin slaps, landing first on Rowan's cheek and then on every Wagner clansman who heard them.
- Color drained from Rowan's face. The veins at his temples jumped, and the rigid line of his jaw said he had finally grasped just how far out of his depth he was—by a hundred-fold, by a thousand-fold.
- "I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" he roared, voice scraping.