The Man’s Decree – Chapter 6429

By the time dawn neared, the last cold afterglow of night over the Northern Marches Wastelands had faded completely.

The twin uncanny moons still hung alone in the heavens, one silver and one red. Their cold light cut down like blades.

Cold light slashed at an angle through the carved skylights of the principal hall of the Celestial Alliance, then fell in a straight, pale shaft into the hall. It struck the flagstone floor, cold and smooth as jade, and it struck just as hard across two battered figures below. The glare cut into the eyes and seemed to drive deeper than sight.

Marshal Stone and Marshal Grey clutched each other by the arm, locked together as if letting go would drop them both. Each step sank heavy, their footing loose and unsteady. Their robes hung torn to strips, soaked through with dark red bloodstains. Dust from the road had mixed with blood and clung to their skin, leaving them ruined from head to toe.

Not a trace remained of the authority they once carried as foremost war champions guarding Northern Abyss Gaol and pressing their weight over the Northern Marches. Every inch they dragged forward burned through what little strength still remained in them.