Chapter 697: Rage

Denver charged with reckless abandon, his broadsword cleaving through the air with deadly precision. His footsteps thundered against the cobblestones, each one reverberating with unrelenting fury.

His entire being was consumed by grief, anger, and guilt—emotions he could no longer suppress.

"You'll pay for what you've done!" he roared, his voice cracking under the weight of his rage.

Each swing of his sword carried the force of a man who had lost his sanity in a single moment, as while Vivienne had managed to save his life just a moment ago, he had failed to save hers in return.

The master mage, a long time friend of his, died right before his eyes, and the loss of her life felt too much for Denver to bear.

*SHUA*

Leo barely managed to sidestep the first strike, his breathing labored and his movements sluggish.