The Man’s Decree – Chapter 5990

"It was them... Really them..." The words cracked as they escaped him, half whisper, half growl.

His hand shook around the silk; nails bit deep enough into his palm to draw blood he barely felt. He had braced for confirmation, yet when truth struck, it carved straight through bone, an ice pick of grief twinned with a firestorm of rage.

Mr. Morse, the scholar Jared had dragged from the shattered steps of the Celestial Stairway, the polite sage who reappeared at level twelve and pointed him toward the Ancient Energy Refiners' Abode, had seemed untouchable.

And Sidney‘s wife, barely reborn, her eyes still learning sunlight, had clung to tomorrow like a child to a lantern. Yet here, in the reeking throat of Soulfall Slope, they had been.

"Where are their bodies? Why is there nothing left?" After scouring the perimeter, Luther straightened, confusion darkening his eyes.