Chapter 414: Soul-Slaying in a Snowy Night!

Before dawn, on a night of falling snow. Over Yartos, flakes as big as goose feathers drifted down in silence. They should have softened the city into something clean and quiet, but they could not hide the stench of blood or the chaos below. Sprays of fresh gore splattered up, staining the snowflakes red as they fell. The ground's white blanket darkened in fast-spreading patches. "Faster. Faster!" Dante Easton pushed his speed to the limit. The ancient cauldron beneath his feet thrummed and roared,...