Chapter 138 Name I Cannot Hold

• Katie's POV
• The smoke is still curling upward in fractured streams as though reluctant to leave. My knees pressed against the broken stone, and though silence had claimed the field, my chest still thundered with the echoes of screams I couldn’t name.
• The King of the Central Regions stirred at last, groaning as the last remnants of the manipulation glyphs cracked and disintegrated across his skin. His chest rose and fell raggedly, and when his eyes opened, horror swept across his features. He looked at his hands as if they were caked in blood he could never wash away.