Chapter 756-Time For The Traitor(3)

The tension in the room thickened as Draxton's broken form was dragged into the chamber, and the reactions of the QuiverLords were mixed. Their discomfort was evident, each of them feeling a pang in their heart seeing the situation of the one that had crawled to the top with them.

Vexa's golden eyes narrowed, but her usual predatory playfulness was muted. She still sat with authority, her gaze shifting between Draxton and me as if trying to reconcile the brutality before her. Eldon looked down at his bow, his fingers tracing the wood with a soft sigh, while Sylvanna's sharp eyes bore into me, demanding an answer without words.

Ragar shifted comfortably in his seat. Malek, meanwhile, remained as cold and detached as ever, his crimson eyes glinting under the hood as he silently observed.