A Lord's Pain

A carriage rolled into the lord's manor and Katarina stepped out. Her gaze swept over the surroundings, and her breath hitched as her eyes fell on the corpses scattered across the ground.

With the illusion spell now dispelled, the gory massacre lay bare. Every victim lying on the ground bore the same fatal wound—a spike pierced right through their chest.

None of the spikes had deviated off the mark and struck the heart!

Katarina trembled. This was the heart of the city!

How could something like this happen here?!

The Frontline Knights flanking her quickly drew their sword and raised their shields in a protective stance.

Just then, two figures descended from the sky and landed with urgency. When Sapphira and Nero saw the scene, a heavy apprehension settled in their hearts.