Chapter 1085: Jasper Shadboult's Narrow Escape

A single night passed in the blink of an eye. After a night of cleanup, Riverheart Island returned to what it had been. Every trace was scrubbed away. Not a hint remained of the wreckage from last night's bitter fight. Still, bullet holes pocked tree trunks and the manor walls, stark and unmistakable. They told the story the cleaners couldn't erase: the island had been a battlefield. A soft breeze drifted through, carrying off the last metallic tang of blood as the first ribbon of golden sunlight...