The Man’s Decree – Chapter 6431

At the same moment, inside Freevale, night had settled completely.

The world lay dark, drained of light. The evening wind out cold enough to bite bone. It carried the smell of blood from the Wastelands and blew through every corner of the vale. The air hung low over Freevale, heavy enough to press the breath out of a man.

Jared came through the mouth of the vale with people on both sides holding him up as carefully as they could. He moved one step at a time, each step dragged out of a body that barely obeyed him.

Pain had him from head to toe. Every inch he shifted pulled at the wounds spread across his body.

The strain drew his brows tight. Cold sweat kept seeping from his temples, head after bead.