Behind him followed a woman in clothes white as new snow and, beside her, a young man and a young woman the companions who had traveled here with Jared.
The moment Dominic made out that face, strength fled his limbs. He collapsed into his seat, skin leached of color as though lightning had struck him.
Teeth chattered while he shrilled, "Ja... Jared?! It's you!!"
The cry sliced through the dead-still hall.
Rowan shot upright, True Immortal Realm pressure poured out like a falling peak. His eyes locked on the gold-clad figure. "So you're Jared, the one who leveled House of Chance?"
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