Chapter 304: The Dust Settles, The Secret of the Sect Gate

The opulent ballroom of the Carthage Grand Hotel was a scene of utter devastation. Shards of crystal from the shattered chandelier littered the floor like fallen stars, and the air was thick with the scent of spilled wine and fear. In the center of this chaos, Wally Yare stood as the undisputed eye of the storm. At his feet, Ross Spears writhed, his limbs twisted at unnatural angles, his whimpers of pain the only sound he could manage. Across the room, Tommy Warth was a man utterly broken....