Chapter 24

While Alec's corpse remained still on the ground, the rogues dispersed like leaves in the wind and withdrew into the dark forest. The conflict was ended. Alec had passed away. However, there was no feeling of relaxation or triumph in the air.

With a mask of icy indifference on his face, Lucien stood over Alec's dead body. His blade was dripping with blood, but he didn't seem to notice. His eyes were far away, like if he was immersed in a strange, shadowy world within his head.

I moved ahead in the hopes of seeing a remnant of the Lucien I knew. I said, "Lucien, it's over," in a quiet voice. "You prevailed. Alec has passed away.

But Lucien stayed still. His eyes twitched slightly in my direction, but they were cold. His voice was rough and low as he whispered, "It's never over." "The outlaws will reappear. Someone is constantly ready to make a move.