Chapter No.88 Showdown (8)

[Samael Ashwood's POV]

I enter the estate still recovering from exhaustion, but the recovery is much faster than before I had the dragon heart. As I opened the door and made my way towards the hall.

I was immediately greeted by the faint scent of lavender, a fragrance that brought a sense of calm and familiarity to my weary mind. The Ashwood estate was quiet, almost too quiet, considering the chaos that had unfolded recently. The echoes of my footsteps seemed to linger in the air as if the walls themselves were waiting in anticipation.

My thoughts were still a jumble of everything that had transpired— the sealed floors under the prison of the Rutherford family, files, and those experimented people turned monsters.