The Man’s Decree – Chapter 5339

Jared shrugged out of his outer robe.

A shallow slash scored the muscle of his left arm, flung there by shrapnel when Quentin had self-destructed.

Though not deep, a ghost of demonic energy still pulsed along the edges.

Lyra's eyes shimmered, soft with hurt on his behalf.

Kneeling, she cautiously dabbed a cloth in the hot spirit water and dabbed away the dried blood with feather-light strokes, as though one careless move might cause him pain.