Chapter 308: The Source of the God's Eye

The rage in Lambert’s heart was not a fire; it was a glacier. Cold, immense, and unstoppable, it scoured every other emotion from his soul, leaving only a chilling, crystalline purpose. The time for stealth was over. The time for questions was past. There was only the objective: annihilation. Uriah seemed to sense the shift in his disciple. The old master’s usually placid face was carved from stone, his eyes holding the depth of a starless night. He didn't offer words of comfort or caution....