Chapter 53: Silenced Red Silence
Across the antechamber, Valerius watched Drask's lifeless body slump in Rhain's grip.
Drask. His absolute greatest protector.
Dead. Slaughtered like a helpless chicken.
His legs trembled uncontrollably.
There was no sign of the previous arrogant genius anymore
Standing right beside him, Vespera's face had drained of all color.
Byron was dead. Drask was dead.
They had lost.
Her only priority now was keeping Dorian's son alive.
"Young Master, we have to leave! Now!" Vespera grabbed Valerius's arm and darted toward the exit.
But before she could even take three steps.
Clang!
A heavy broadsword slammed into the stone floor, cutting off their escape route.
Roderick let out a mocking laugh.
"In such a hurry to leave, Vespera?" Roderick sneered, "Don't worry, I will send you on your way right now!"
He gripped his hilt and swung the massive blade directly at her.
