Chapter 908: Turmoil

Boom! Rumble, rumble! The world was anything but calm. Thunder stitched the sky while black clouds massed, and though it was broad daylight, the lands of Northern Cutmore lay in unnatural dusk. "After him! Hunt him down!" Across the high vault of the heavens, the roar rolled like an imperial decree-cold, imperious, and lingering over Northern Cutmore. Bloodlust Hall was in a fury. The great clans seethed. All Northern Cutmore raged. The twin Supremes of Bloodlust Hall had been nailed to the...