Chapitre 1190: Armored Blue Knight

"Order?" Oriole spat out. "The order of a tyrant who twists the future to suit himself? Emma Agard doesn't deserve prison, your king doesn't deserve power, and this 'rebellion' of mine WILL break the chains you glorify."

"You don't understand," the woman countered, weariness creeping into her voice. "There are forces beyond your comprehension – cycles of power, balances that must be maintained. The Yalen dominion exists for a reason. Usurping that order would bring ruin."

"Ruin is all I see," Oriole shot back, the words fueled by years of witnessing the kingdom's decay. His telekinetic hold on Caleb wavered with exhaustion, but he gritted his teeth and pushed forward. They had to find cover, a place to rest and regroup.