Chapter 151: The Adjudicator from the Sacred Palace

The obsidian gates of the draconic palace ground shut behind them, sealing away the ancient silence within. As Zane Casson and Lettie Norrell stepped out into the desolate, windswept plains, the air itself seemed to congeal, heavy with an oppressive presence that had not been there before. Waiting for them, standing as if he had been carved from the very rock and shadows of the land, was the middle-aged man in the ornate robes. His attire, embroidered with intricate golden sword motifs, was...