Chapter 85: Nine Wedding Scrolls, A Lifetime of Love

The storm had passed. In the days following the decisive battle at the abandoned factory, a palpable sense of peace settled over Emberfall. The dark clouds of conspiracy and fear that had loomed over the city for so long had been utterly obliterated, washed away by a tide of justice led by one man. The name Woody Gayle was no longer just a whisper among the city's elite or a legend in the underground. It was now a name etched into the very soul of Emberfall, spoken with a mixture of reverence,...